And Then...

 I'm worth it— I'm human

I could have given up a thousand times but I didn't...

I'm losing myself...

I've lost myself, sorry.

That wasn't a typo—I honestly just thought twice.

I need help and no negativity.

I need a boost,

In a situation where it's cool to hear "good job"

Where's my shoulder to lean on...?

So many people here when I look around—

Why I feel like I'm here by myself.

I don't want is.

Not a single soul understands my mind...

Not a single soul seems to worth it to speak it to.

I've tried... over and over again I find myself mist comfortable alone, most helpful to myself.

That's why I am the way I am...

I want to help—be the person for someone I wish I had for myself…

It’s too late for me...

Maybe not, but whatever.

Listen to my voice—real passive right?

Not so much emotion I know man...

Only because someone higher up that admired my words but was also worried told me once of how deep it all went...

I'm not sorry for me.

Doubt is the villain... we fight often, have been for some time now ... he wins some…and so do I.