I don't know what to make of this.
I'm realizing something that...
That I'm not sure I want to know.
I've felt
So bad..
For
So long.
Carrying a long list of problems.
But all the problems on that list...
They aren't even real.
I've been living off of problems that
That.. Don't even exist.
I have nothing wrong with me.
But I tell myself I do because,
Well, I don't know why.
I'm living unrealistically,
As my problems are unreal.
And I'm starting to think that...
That my only problem is that
I don't have any.
