The First Fifty Pages Of Me by Nailinthewall

Why...

Are people horrible?

Do I care?

Don't I like you?

Am I front and center?

Are we going in damn circles?

Are we here?

Did that happen?

Did I just do that?

Don't I talk?

Are you here?

Don't I want to punch you?

Are people kind?

Don't I care?

Do I like you?

Am I a background noise?

Are we looking forward? 

Arent we there?

Didn't that happen?

Didn't I do that?

Do I speak?

Are you gone? 

Do I want to hug you?

Do I ask when I'll get no answer?

Do I seem like a bitch?

Do I love people I don't like?

Do I question everything?

Do I live like a dead person?

Do I see people, with circles under my eyes?

Do I feel like punching out bastards from my past?

Do I wish I could fall asleep?

Do I hate people who are cool?

Do I not trust anyone?

Doesn't my life have at least one fixture?

Why? 

Tell me!!!