So, think I've found the best way to describe how I feel, not sure if it's important or not but here we go.
So I feel like my whole life I've been inside a glass box. And I'm the only one that's inside it, everyone else lives outside somewhere. When I was younger, people used to push it, poke at it and shove it around. They weren't trying to break it or to get me out, they were just messing around with it for fun. Then when I got a little older and in high school, I met some people that I thought saw through the box. Turns out that's not true. Then I met the people I know today and, for a while, I forgot about it. Lately though I've felt that box again. It's like the walls are getting really thick and even when I'm around lots of people I still feel really alone. Some people still talk to me through the walls but it's hard to hear them and I get a headache when I try to listen too hard. I'm scared that people are going to walk away from the box and that they're gonna forget it's there. They'll forget that I'm inside. I can't break the walls, they don't go away. Whenever I think it's just like a huge echo and it feels crowded.
Maybe I sound completely insane but this is how I see it. I don't like the box but at the same time I'm scared of it breaking and people seeing what I'm really like and what my thoughts are.
I don't know.
Maybe I'm just weird.
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