Sometimes, I feel like nobody really understands me because Im jus too complicated to the point tht even I cant understand myself....
And its not like I feel like this every single day, its just a few seconds on some completely random day, that I will believe that no one gets me. Like I'm sure my best friend knows me some ways that even I dont ...but there are still some things I dont know if anyone will figure out about me because I am still wondering why myself.
Or maybe I just cant accept the decisions that I make and I should just stop questioning myself.
Or maybe I want someone in my life that will try to figure me out...just so I can find out who I really am.
Like am I seriously bi?
Or was that something I just began to believe because I started to pay attention to females more...since no male would ever be interested in shit that is me...
Or do I really like the color black or have I just accepted that if you listen to pop punk music or dark emo shit...u will ultimately like the color black...or maybe because everyone has started to like black and I have always wanted to fit in...
I dont know why I think all of these things...
Its probably just to entertain myself (Halsey reference btw)...or to explain why I feel alone at times.
No matter how much I try to fight it...tht "feeling" just wont go away! Its like I dont really belong here and there is jus something Im waiting to find or discover about me and my mind that will give me a sense of direction...
But what in the world is that?
All these question just swirl around my head on some nights...
I wonder when they'll stop spinning and disappear so I can sleep in peace..
Is there even such thing as peace?
Ugh there I go again.
A/N
O..m...g...u dont know how good that felt writing that down...like I have been having these thoughts since like 5th or 6th grade and...wow it feels good.
Even though it answers none of my questions, writing this just feels good..
Like a heavy weight lifted off my shoulders...
Cliche amiright? XD
This is so weird tht there r more reads on the 3rd chapter than the first one....
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Life.
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