March? Why?

I wish this month never existed. I really do wish. I thought that was the worst, but here i am, again hoping that i wished for something better on my last birthday to have something a bit more worth while now. I wish i was strong enough to face all these at once. But i'm not. Have some mercy on me, what did i do wrong? What did we do wrong? All the people who left the rest broken are living happily and we, the ones who took the courtesy to make sure everyone feels right, are the ones left behind, pain, torture, misery. Mistakes, and i wish i didn't fall into this.

You know the feeling when you are so broken, that you don't know if its feelings, or the fact that you have no feelings anymore? Yeah, that.