I feel so bad.

No distractions. No one. Only me and my wound that will never heal. And I'm on the floor. I can't get up. I'm not sure I ever will. But I'm sure no one actually cares. Because we are selfish humans. And I am not human enough. I care too much. I love too much I am too much. I'm way too big to handle. And if you think you can do it you're wrong. But that doesn't matter because I'm sure you'll never even try. Who needs love anyway. I hate myself.