If I could be Happy, thats a random thought
Could I ever be Happy, not the reminesant sort
thinking about being happy, maybe im just cold...
i just can't think, I feel so empty and thoughtless. i throw away everything good i get, I'm not even worth the thought tbh...
I can't be botherd with myself. no one ellse is either. im not sure whether im being honest with myself anymore... i'm not happy ..im not... but what will make me happy? idk...
Depression use to make me happy in a sadistic way... why am i so cold so ...dead...