My sweet little pill

The reasons i choose to be what i am. Do i hurt myself because i care? Or is it just something i am incapable of fighting,the struggle that binds me to my irresponsible way of behaving and not caring enough for myself…Why do i pity myself so much,incapable of fighting back and incapable of making things happen. I guess i was always like this,the surges of strength came to me in ways that i cannot describe,maybe hyped by your presentational existence and once left behind,so did my will to do and to act… I still wonder if i will ever be capable of doing anything right ,cause so far haven’t seen it…