you know, when you were younger, you had alot of potential. but you were hit left and right to the point where you were once a sharp needle, became a blunt stick. you are no longer worthy of the things you once call "passion" and your skills, like your life source, dwindle down. youve lost the confidence in yourself as well as others and ultimately, you are alone. now, you look at yourself in the mirror and wonder what are you even good at.
and at the back of your mind, you heard a whisper, so quiet and light that even the wind is unable to pick up, but nonetheless, so loud that you felt as though your skull vibrated and the brain you have in that head of yours has shrunk and its a dry, empty husk.
that whisper slowly tearing through your entire existence, eating you from the inside out. youre nothing, you heard. youre worthless. you lack skills. you lack everything everyone else have. youre a fucking waste of space.
defeated.
