and all i can say is (ft. cauze) i would if i could but i cant so i wont

26: no family, no dear soulmates, no great career, no achievements, no cause for joy, no favorite hobby, no dreams. worthless. good for nothing. only a heartbeat, only breathing, only existence. yet lots of errors and countless faults, plenty of blunders and even more flaws. one single desire: for things to get back like they were, but no, it will happen not. just pain that neither kills nor makes one stronger. just time that does not ever fucking heal. just glasses that are always half full. . of shit. just