I have come to the point of my #life or shall I say this cruel world that I don't want to live in where I am not content with others nor myself. How can someone truly love me when I don't love myself. I need to find myself, find who I am. But how can I do that when I am surrounded by people who want me to be like this or that and do these certain things and not those. My dreams are to exaggerated and over the top for reality. Who am I? I am sad, sadness has over come whatever good was in me. The good has died in me along with the fact that this world is not meant for me. So why do I feel the need to try and be happy and successful, when in the end what's it all worth? People only remember you for the bad not the good. And with that ill cut a little deeper this time just to take out whatever is left of me.