I'm not great I'm not bad
I'm not fabulous I'm fine
I'm not happy I'm okay
I'm not suicidal I'm blank
I don't know if you have felt this way but this is me right now. It isn't like I'm going to cry I just want to stare and the ceiling. It's like I feel like I'm falling apart but I don't know how to react. Well I know this wasn't poetry it just had to be said.
