Dead inside

I think I'm like literally dead inside. I've been so emotionally drained lately, and very little things bring me happiness, or excite me.

Those things are books, BlueOakStar2 , and music.

And then when I have to go to school or something I'm so fake, pretending to be alive inside.

You know the saying, "fake it 'till you make it?"

When am I going to make it?

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