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To be able to look back at your past,
Years of trying to find your identity,
& you realize you're a fuck up.
Nothing more than that.
A depressed, attention deprive fuck up.
And you go into a deeper depression.
Begin cutting again.
Like in seventh grade.
You begin trying to find your new self.
& really. You're the same fucking person.
You just didn't cut for a while. Or do drugs. Or drink.
You wanted to be a good person so bad.
But honestly, there's too much bad.
Too much.
Way too much.
To even want to be good.