Title: Opcional

Text: I'm living because I can't die. But I don't have anything that I want to do. I'm in so much pain and loneliness but people around me keep telling me to regain my enthusiasm. I try to vent my anger but I only have myself, so what's the point of venting it anyway? And with that, I'm scared to open my eyes every day and start breathing. Even my friends and family are drifting away and I feel anxious as time passes by because it feels like I'm all by myself. Cada párrafo será una prueba.

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