my dayly convo

MY DAILY CONVO why do i exist? why am i alive? why do we destroy ourselves for others. we wanna die but what about our mothers. RUTS and MUTS! is what we're called, we might as well just be mauled! we might not have bruises but the mental wounds have us on our knee crying in pain with no one to hear. we fight and fight our demons inside but they laugh they laugh at us cause we'll always be losers in that fight we're restless at night, frightful at light, wishing that we might be freed from life. hypocrites lie saying "you'll get through it" but do they know what's in my mind? DO THEY KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO WANNA DIE! SO HOW, HOW CAN THEY LIE to us WHY do they lie to us and TELL US THAT WE ARE ALRIGHT, WHEN WE'RE NOT! we're not, we're not alright! They say stop playing VICTIM! WELL I AM A VICTIM! IM A VICTIM OF DEPRESSION! IM A VICTIM OF SELFHARM! IM A VICTIM OF THIS GENERATION! IM A VICTIM OF ANXIETY! IM A VICTIM OF MY HEAD! but of course i say all this inside my head quite as a whisper i nod my head when asked are you alright? are any of us all right? are we ever alright?