Do you ever feel like you need to break up with someone, but as a friend?

All the time.

Do you ever feel like people are pretending to like you, but in reality they think you’re really annoying?

It haunts me.

Do you ever feel like just observing people for awhile?

Sometimes I’m just too tired to interact with people.

Do you ever feel like throwing up because of the high probability of you ending up alone?

It’s the main reason I stay home sick.

Do you ever feel like just leaving, if only for a day or two?

We’ve all at least thought of it, right?

Do you ever feel like the world seems to have dumped its weight on your shoulders?

Sometimes it’s so much I can barely breathe.

Do you ever feel like being you might not be good enough?

Everyday.

Do you ever feel like every opportunity in life goes by too quickly for you to seize it?

Sometimes I wonder if i’ll amount to anything.

Do you ever feel like no one could possibly understand what you’re thinking?

I could give every detail and they still wouldn’t understand.

Do you ever feel like giving up because no one will remember you when you’re gone anyways?

My dismal experiences don’t mean a thing now, why would they matter when I’m
gone?

Do you ever feel like irony is the perfect word to describe your life?

Sometimes it’s laughable at how things in life manage to screw themselves up
beyond repair.

Do you ever feel like you can’t feel anything at all?

Everyday I wonder if I’m living or just existing.