Why me?

Normal people wonder the streets.

Laughing countlessly times within the day.

While I am stuck in bed just having enough energy to go the the bathroom. 

Then again no one is normal.

Every one suffers.

But why don't people love me?

Why do I have to be the one to have constant battles with myself. 

Why do I have to have sleepless nights.

Why do I have to cry all day every day.

I don't wish it upon anyone.

Its hard.

Im not strong or confident.

Im just weak.