When your mind is filled with air

I dislike selfish people. But eerily, I am.

I'm working hard to improve myself but there's always something better and better. Like I'm always behind something.

I tend to get get jealous easily nowadays. Even the simplest matter bothers me. Not my intention. But I keep on doing it. Why? Fuck I don't know.

I want help. No, not like help, help. I just need an escape from everything. Everything that can mess up my mind and make me feel so insignificant and upset of my own self. I just can't wait to be free.

I'm grateful for what I've achieved until now. I'm grateful of all the thing I have around me right now. So yeah.