Do you ever feel like a waste of space? Like if you never existed then everything in the world would be perfect? Do you ever feel like your life would never amount to anything? Do you ever want to just curl into a ball and die? My life is a chaotic mess and I don't see a future for a wreck of a person like me. Whoever I'm writing this for, do you know who I am amidst the chaos that is me? Can you hear my pleas for help? Can you answer my screams for relief? Am I a waste of space? Are you even real?
