ListenToThis;

I'm weak.
I'm tired.
I'm drained.
I'm sad.
I'm mad.
I'm confused.
I'm happy.
I'm depressing.
I'm loving.
I'm caring.
I'm cruel.
I'm heartless.
I'm bitchy.
I'm scared.
I'm brave.
I'm strong.
I'm courageous.
I'm stupid.
I'm retarded.
I'm smart.
I'm hated.
I'm loved.
I'm nice.
I'm mean.
I'm cranky.
I'm grumpy.
I'm losing.
I'm winning.
I'm lonely.
I'm fulfilled.
I'm crowded.
I'm alone.
I'm surrounded.
I'm worried.
I'm dead.
I'm surviving.
I'm alive.
I'm sorry.
I'm carefree.
I'm struggling.
I'm fragile.
I'm emotionless.

I'm just Mica Ramirez, lost and scared, trying to find who I am.. I don't want help, I can do it on my own.. But I need help, it's apparent, that I can't survive alone.. I need help, I need a counselor.. I need, to be happy. I need to stop worrying. I need to stop being scared..

Help me survive? Help me live?

I'm sorry. I do wrong things. I can't help how I live. I just, struggle. I want to know who I am already. So I can stop all of these hormone motions. I want to fucking live. Know who I am~

I HATE this.. i HATE it with such a passion.. I want to cry, I want to curse my life out.. I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me.. God, if you are there, please help me? I can't do this alone.. Not anymore.. I've tried. I thought I'd be able too, but I can't.. I just, I can't.. I'm fragile..

Help?