When is life going to feel like "living" again?
When will I start waking up feeling glad that I'm here?
Will I ever get my energy back?
Will this aching ever stop for even a day?
Will I ever be able to look forward to holidays again, the way I used to?
When will I feel like a viable human being?
Will I ever know more than a couple of honest people? Are there more out there?
Why does every single day present yet another problem I can't solve?
Will I always feel invisible?
Will my voice ever be heard?
Am I speaking a language no one understands?
Is there anybody out there?
Will trust ever come easily for me again?
Where are all the good things?
Where is hope?
Where is possibility?
When will this ever end?
