I think I am a horrible person. 

I am wrecked to my bones, hollow and fragile. 

Sometimes, I feel really lost in this world. Time waits for no one. And sometimes, I just need to pause and think. 

Where am I going?

Who am I?

Why am I here?

What am I doing?

Who am I? What am I?

I don't know.

I think I'm a horrible person who regrets and dwells in the past. 

I don't know where I'm going with this. I am lost. 

I bicker, I make mistakes and people get angry with me. 

I am sorry, I am apologethic but they waste time being angry. 

It hurts, knowing that they don't know that I care. It hurts when they're crossed at you. It hurts hurtng them. 

I am sorry. 

Wait, what am I again?

A horrible day - thanked God for giving me today. 

Quarrel with friends - glad that I have some. 

I am a lost wanderer, searching for enlightment, searching for a path of what God has given me. 

I will find myself one day and be happy. 

We'll be okay, someday.