You look into the mirror with closed eyes.

Ergh.
Entering the sixth week now.
I don't know how much longer i can take this, it's....painful. Damn painful.

Yea. Pathethic, i know. You don't have to constantly remind of the fact that i'm a useless FAT bum. I'm sorry, but i'm just not.....like that. I mean, i don't do well with words and all those shits. I'm a coward, i admit that.

Maybe i just don't know what to say.
Or maybe i just don't wanna face my mistakes.

How can i seek forgiveness
when i can't even forgive myself?