i wanna die

I constantly feel that I'm ripped off by the people I love. I let of go of journeys that could've change the course of my future, signed up to a corporate commitment just to feel used by the same person that should've taken responsibility of raising me. The repetition is not the thing that's killing me, but knowing that I will be chewed up to pieces every time I get something in return ignites the need to end it all, end my existence. At least, ask me first if I'm doing fine, please.