Sometimes I feel like I wasn't made for this world. Like I wasn't supposed to be born. Like I'm trapped in multiple layers. Think of it like a robot who gains sentience. I'm not supposed to be here, but it's the place I grew with all my life. Earth. I don't wanna say "oh I feel bad" and shit after an argument, because then it's guilt-tripping. I don't wanna say "I didn't do that" because that's a "lie". Nothing I do matters, as no one wants to listen. I'm ashamed of every aspect of me, but I'm so far deep that I can't better myself.