When

When did my writing stop being for fun, and started reflecting the worse in the world?

When was it that I stopped writing happily ever afters?

When was it when I stopped writing as an optimist?

When was it when I started loosing myself?

When did everything suddenly go bad?

When did everything fall apart?

When did I start staying up late at night, thinking about my flaws?

When did I start to thing everyone was against me?

When did this happen?

Why did this happen?

Why?

What did I do to deserve it?

What did I do wrong?

When did this happen?

I'll do anything to make it all stop.

If I just knew when.