I confess I am soon to be homeless.
I confess I can’t be a day without alcohol.
I confess I suffer daily with the stress of money.
I confess I kinda hope to have a short life.
I confess I am never going to find love.
I confess I am not hoping my life to be any better.
I confess I envy those with security.
I confess stress is killing me.
I confess I wish my dreams were real.
