Now I'm unsure of everything

Sometimes I forget to breathe.

I let the water in my bath turn cold.

I lay in bed for hours staring at the celing as thoughts entangle my head.

some were.

while others weren't and will never be.

Sometimes I forget to cry.

While other times thats all i think about.

But then I just can't cry.

Sometimes I forget to love.

Everything around me is no longer a privilege but a duty.

Sometimes I forget to live.

I fear my future has already been planned.

That whatever decision I make wont matter in the end.

Sometimes I forget.

That people can be so different even if they breath the same air and bleed the same color.

That people can be so different yet so alike in this world.

When in the end, we wont even exist anymore.