tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better.

So take me out
Cause I'm a mess when I'm alone
And if anyone can help
I think I'm losing it I grab and hold on tightly but I start to slip

It is being lonely, it's always been just being lonely, or being empathetic. and now it's being optimistic. Fate hasn't given me any signs and either has god. and lately besides myself thats the only person I listen to. I'm not sure when I put so much decision making on them but at least I'm doing better moving on, and even if I haven't I'm better at pretending than I ever had, and all these empty bottles, and sleepness nights have got me nowhere but tired.