my mind is filled with everything and anything.
i start to think about her.
about my friends.
about my family.
about something i did 5 years ago.
about something i said a couple hours ago.
about something i didn't say because im too shy and scared.
i start to think of what would have happened if i did something.
if i say something.
am i worth it?
do they really love me?
would they hate me if i say that?
what would they think?
what if i lose her?
am i a disappointment to them?
why do i act like that with them?
why do i have so much anger and sadness inside of me?
i like to think it is the devil.
