I say I have insomnia
but I am truly scared to sleep
I say I am not hungry or I make an excuse
But really I feel like I don't deserve to eat
I catch myself staring off into the distance
not day dreaming like the others but worrying if I will still have a place to live when I go home
I write this, not for pity but because I'm scared to say it out loud
I guess in a way I am lucky that I still have a place to live for now
But I don't know how long that will last
There are things I want to tell people about me
but I cant in fear they will run away
so for now I will write it down and let them figure it out
Its not like they care anyway
