The meaning of life, something I originally wrote.

I'm telling myself to just give up or to give in to let myself collapse from the exhaustion i cant express.

theres no one by me during these times because I do not let others in, neither in my mental state.

Who will see what you do to achieve, only when I make you see.

theres no one who will supports me because they feel inferior, but I know they're value isnt depicted through what I tell them

I dont have many things to look forward to yet i do enjoy my time alone

I have days where things look better at the end
I enjoyed my time being the demon at service to others. But they are not known for such things in the belief forced upon me.

When were others really necessary if they just shut down or became obsolete

I never learned from them
I inflict suffering on my self
I dont see a point but when i look further down the road my spirit tells me to hold on





I know what i need to do now,

the things I told myself to hold onto

I followed a curriculum others would find inspiring.

I seen them as right against the thoughts that were so negative.

Scripts written by experiences others have had I do not let others believe such negative things about themselves so i do not tell them what consumes my mind. I do not let them know what I have experienced.

I asked for help from someone who said they dont like AI, then used AI to explain what I did wrong. A reputable soul arent they.

Words sweet as honeycomb when you do not understand the meaning.

Why are you still here?