i wish all the noise would disappear.
yelling, insults thrown at me, expectations, sounds of the desk creaking, my pen hitting the paper, everything just seems so loud,
so overwhelming,
making me feel,
like i am losing myself,
my own sense of living,
my thoughts,
they all disappear..
all that's left,
is an empty vessel with no tears left to cry.
who am i?
why do i continue on living?
why do i try so much?
why do i cry over such "meaningless" things?
"i don't know.", is what i'll keep saying.
"my true self" = is still unknown to me, i want to know, which me is the real one. i wish to find myself in some part of me. i don't wanna be just an empty vessel with no personality.
i'm sick of myself,
and my feelings,
i wish i could feel okay.
-lee 11:33PM.
