Venting Cycle

[datenshi]

I hate it here, I barely feel like a person. Someone worthy of life. Yet, I feel like death isn't something I deserve either. To feel and feel. These disgusting emotions. People barely check on me anyway. It's always fleeting moments before the inevitable. Focusing on others, leaving. It's not like I can reach out whenever, casual exchanges of intimate comfort.. this time is different. I want people that were close to me to improve, to thank them somehow. Yet I also feel envy, like I'm the only one still stuck in this obsessive cycle.