from a diluted mind state of COMA

Everyone lies to me…I hate myself…I am ugly…I am not good enough…I will never be good enough…I don't want to bother you all with my problems so I keep them inside…I want someone who will make me happy…I'm not good enough…I don't deserve to be happy…I don't deserve to be happy…I have to please everyone so they will like me…I'm not good enough…I will never be good enough…Someone help me…Do I deserve to be happy?…I don't want to die…I feel like I'm running out of time…