I am a worthless piece of ->-bleeped-<- with no talents whatsoever who should've never been born and has a lot of mental issues, bordering on insanity at times. I should've been put into a mental hospital the day i started hearing quiet alarm sounds in class out of fear that an alarm might go off, like it did when a simple fire drill traumatized me, because it was so abrupt and at the end of the 3rd grade (i think). I also saw the fourth Doctor's face appear on a chalkboard and a songtext appearing on there, that might've been because of my insomnia and i fear that even being in school tomorrow will be too much. I'm on the edge of a nervous breakdown at the moment. I should be happy, very happy in fact, i have got good reason to be happy, but i'm not. When i get frantic i tend to scream "I am god", i am not kidding, but i am not, i know that, i am just insane, i don't belong here, i don't know why my delusions won't simply disappear and why i can't let go of it, i have been on a steady mental decline since a traumatic experience earlier this year. I feel like i'm about to burst. I feel like i'm being watched and haunted. There's no way out, but there is one way out, which is no way out at the same time, since it would be a forced way out for some people i know too, so they told me.
