I wish I knew why I felt this way.
I wish I knew why I can't commit.
I wish I knew why I hate people I shouldn't.
I wish I was an adult, even though that will solve nothing. I feel like I'm in a horrible black spiral of apathy and sadness. I wish life was easy, I wish I was a bird so I could not have such complex thoughts. I wish I was over. I wish I would reach My expiration date.
Oh, and I wish I wasn't so damn dramatic.