27/02/2025 - tired of no change.

Every day is the same.

Wake up. Shower. Eat. School. Home. Study. Sleep.

Wake up. Shower. Eat. School. Home. Study. Sleep.

Wake up—

An endless loop. A cycle I can’t break. And when it’s not a school day, I just lie in bed, staring at the ceiling, doing nothing. Existing. Wasting time.

It’s exhausting. Nothing ever changes.

I cry, I study, I stress over things that won’t matter in the long run, and in the end, I accomplish nothing.

"Go out more! Be productive!" They say, as if it's that easy. As if I haven't already tried to force myself to care.

But I can’t. I don’t have the energy. I don’t have the motivation.

I’m just so tired.

Every day, the same.

Every day, alone.

Every day, crying.

Every day, waiting—waiting for something to change, for something to finally be new. But nothing ever is.

Time moves forward, and I stay here, stuck.

Everyone around me is growing, moving on, living their lives, and I’m still in the same place, unable to take a single step forward.

The same routine, the same numbness, the same suffocating cycle that never ends.

And I don’t talk about it.

Because what’s the point?

Other people have it worse. My problems are nothing in comparison. If I speak up, I’ll just seem desperate for attention. So I smile. I nod. I say, “I’m fine.”

"My day’s been good!"

Lies I’ve repeated for years.

But the truth is—I’m exhausted.

And I don’t know

 how much longer I can pretend.