Another day, same old pain. All agony and frustration. It's like dying everyday yet unending pain. When will all this ends?

I miss my old self. Though I don't know where I'd left it nor where to find it. It like I hardly know myself anymore. I know I'm not like this before. Too weak. Frustrated. In chaos. I remember I used to be so sure of myself. So happy and free. But not anymore.