im not okay, i feel weighed down, useless, worthless. why does everyone seem so distant? my work is depressing, nothing but sitting in a cubicle typing away for hours. so tiring. so exhausting. i cant take this anymore. i dont want to live another day feeling the way i do. ive always wanted to be a writer, i got interested in poetry in highschool. i loved the idea of capturing your emotions with words. now, it seems like it all meant nothing. i see where my poems made sense, where they told the story and i was able to make it seem real. i was able to express how i felt without feeling terrible and there was. so close yet so far. goodbye world.