Dare I cry when I don't even try myself when I don't look up from what is in front of me to what is around me? I know that crying is wrong when I don't even try to find a solution to my emptiness. It is a fact that I am empty, unwanted, and unhelpful... a stupid fact but a fact all the same. Yet I have the audacity to turn around and blame my emptiness on other people, the very same people that say I can talk to, the very same people I have an urge to avoid. I blame the people around me on them instead, saying that they don't let me out enough; they don't give me freedom, that they are always watching, and for what? Sorry, I don't know, but I do know that I need to stop crying about carrying this void I made myself while I don't even try to fill it. - L
