Confession

There are days where so much shit goes wrong, I just cross my fingers and pray that I don't wake up. I seriously squeeze my eyes so tight together, to the point that they hurt, and think about how dying would be so much easier than this. But, all I know is that it's going to get better. I don't know when, I don't know how, I just simply know it is. Sometimes, I just want to shut the world off; the noises, the cars beeping, the people yelling. I don't want to listen. I want to scream, until I have lost my voice, because I am losing my sanity. I never wanted any of this, ever.