Im so fucking tired of everything

I have no idea what I’m doing with my life
When is this going to get better I feel like I’m just not a person who’s meant to be happy.

Word’s can’t penetrate
A tree in the wind
I bend
Falling faster into the depths
I’m falling, I’m falling
Under such depression, I can barely even catch my breath
Words can’t mend and love does not sink in

“Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound.”
― Death Cab for Cutie