why?...

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Trust me. No matter how much you try, no one will change their opinion about you unless you really change yourself first.
How many times do I have to cry on my rooftop with Conan Gray in the background? How many times do I have to rethink my life? How many times do I have to remove the thought of doing the unthinkable from my mind? 
It's exhausting, eveything. 
It's exhausting to breathe.
It's exhausting to think.
It's exhausting to live.
I am surviving, not living.
When will this change? 
Why is it the way it is?
Why?
why?...

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