when you're at your worst, every thing seems to make no sense but feels so real. the 3 a.m. thoughts that would make your tears stream down at night. you need someone to save you from drowning yet no one wants to help you out. you are so insecure and unsure about yourself that you keep lowering your self-esteem. you keep sinking and sinking until you don't know what to do. at this stage where anxiety attacks come in, you don't know what is going on and what's there left to love . school keeps beating you down to the point where people who look down on you, people call you names, and you believe them. happy is no longer an emotion. such a waste of time thinking about all this yet you still do it because it feels so right. then you finally hit rock bottom. this stage is where you don't even dare trusting anyone, you don't care about anyone and you keep every thing bottled up. you are so messed up that you're just gonna paste a smile on your face. the bad news is, it repeats like its a daily wake up call of pure self-destruction
