jenovajunkie

People admire me for what I do, say and have accomplished. What they don't know is that just because I have the ability and want to help others is that I'm not perfect. I'm not happy, and with all my friends, still I believe no one likes me.

No matter how much I try and fill this gap with friends, it's always "not satiated".

I can function and seem to be perfectly fine. No one would know the immense pain that infects my blood. Silently it decimates any single thread of the feeling of being content.

This is not fair. I work so hard, this is not fair.

"Just don't give up..."