from a notebook

i saw this old notebook of mine with a message written in it..

there are times i feel alone and i cry.. and i will suddenly start to lose hope and eventually i will stop to love and stop to care.. my heart will stop beating.. i’ll be dead.. yet i’m not.. i’ll be lifeless and nothing will matter.. each day will pass by and i’ll be doing nothing except to wait for my end to come..

i can’t remember what made me write this or if i were the one who really wrote this.. i just think it’s something worth sharing..