simon henriksson AI 语音生成器，来自 Fish Audio

I'm just trying to keep it together, but some days are just a complete fucking disaster. Life keeps throwing this bullshit at me and I'm just here trying to be real with you guys. It's hard to stay positive when everything feels so quiet and empty right now.

Sometimes I just sit here and watch people go by and wonder if they feel it too, this emptiness inside. Maybe everyone's pretending to be okay or maybe I'm just broken somehow. The darkness it just stays there and grows and grows.

Sometimes I trace the outline of where you used to be, like pressing on a bruise to remember the pain. Each memory feels like glass beneath my skin - beautiful, broken, impossible to remove. I built these walls again, stronger now, but emptier.

Everything just feels... empty now. The days drag on, each moment heavier than the last. I sit here, staring at old photographs, wondering where all the color went. Sometimes... sometimes I can barely remember what happiness felt like.

Sometimes I lie awake at night, thinking about all the times I gave pieces of myself to people who never even noticed they were holding them. It hurts knowing they've probably forgotten while I'm still here remembering everything.

You really made me feel sad and small by calling me fake. I’ve tried so hard to make you understand everything, to be honest and open with you, but you turned your back on me with that word. Why would I ever pretend to be someone else, or impersonate my own self? That’s not who I am.

Sometimes I just sit here and, like, wonder if people really want me around, you know? I try to be better, but maybe I'm just, I don't know, too much for them. They smile but I can tell they're tired of me.

It's midnight over here, and I can't fall asleep, sweetie. I'm just thinking about everything that is happening in my life... The thought that I have lost my dear son is unbelievable, and it's making me go crazy and the fact that I'm far away from you at this time of my life is killing me slowly.