Anonymous Journal - Lucy

not sure what day it is...

every day just becomes a blur

i've given up everything.

i don't play guitar anymore

or bass

or piano

i do nothing. i dedicate my life to a person

and it's killing me.

if i had the chance to die without hurting anyone

i would take it in a moment

i used to have dreams

i used to want to be someone

i thought i would be someone

i thought i could change the world

i was wrong

ive given my life to you

and you don't even care

i'm dying and you don't notice.

every day it's all about you

you don't even do anything. you sleep 17 hours a day yet you still manage to have problems that i have to fix. no matter what. i can't leave the house because you get depressed. i can't do shit.

i'm trapped.

you blame me. you say it's all my fault

its my fault

i'm sorry

forgive me

i didn't mean to be rude

forgive me i didn't mean it.

i want to cut myself.