Guilt. Sadness. Confusion. Empathy. Worry. Panic. But very rarely happiness. Even music and reading, my sources of escape, only just repress this fog of emotions that's swirling inside me. I don't know what to do to calm myself. Even doing everyday tasks like homework and showering sometimes become too much. I'm scared.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
PoetryBasically a beautiful mess of poetic and... erm, decidedly less so writing. Beware of the occasional full-on speech.
