A letter from the past

I don't feel like I am at the right place. I don't know what I want to do. I don't know if to eat, to sleep or do anything. It's such a lovely day I don't know why but I can't enjoy it. at the moment there ain't anybody who could possibly make me feel right again. I don't know why, I feel like I am going to cry. I feel like I am going anywhere. Everything I do is for nothing. I see no objective, I can see no because. I don't what to do, I don't know what to feel. Who am I. I can't think of anything to make me feel better. I feel like I'm alone, there are people around, but still. I don't feel good in my skin. Mentally is not in balance with my physical appearance. My hair is not right, my doublechin, my pimpels. My extra body fat. I can't stand the day light.