Inside

I’ve been wanting to say something but every time I wanted to, there was always someone or something holding me back or it was just me living in denial. 

I am not happy.

I am suffocating. 

I’m surrounded by these people that I know I’m not good enough for them. I feel like a failure or I am a failure. The latter seems the right fit. 

I’m stuck. I’m trying to find my way out. I just don’t know what to do.