Keep Me Close (SPAM)

What?I'm OK,Really...

I'm not saying that I'm upset.Just know that I'm not.I can stand up on my own two feet and say if something's wrong.Yeah,I know you don't believe me but I just can't tell the truth.I'll sit on that bench by the library til someone comes to find me.I'll wait for centuries but eventually someone'll come.Hopefully...Maybe...

What the hell am I saying?Am I an invalid?I don't need charity.F*ck sitting on that bench.I'm going to build a chariot and find a pony to drive it.And then I'll take a trip to hell and say hello to Uncle Lucifer.Yeah,I sound weird right now so I'm just going to come straight to the point.Yeah - I know I'm rambling but I don't know how to say this.Um...Give me a couple of seconds while I read some fan-fic and go on pinterest to look at BTS and K-Pop Memes.(20 hours later).Yep,I'm ready. OK...(deep breath)Wait, need more memes...(2 am in the morning two days later...)

OK,I can't put this off any longer.OK.So, people(and by people - I mean my friends - I know right...I have friends *hold hands to my chest and sighs*) came up to me after the Chemistry exam and was like 'you OK?'Like bruh,I didn't cry if that's what you mean.I'M NEVER OK!I just have a game inside of my head like 'Edge of the Sky' but instead of BTS members, its basically me telling me that I am OK and I will get through this somehow.(I ain't getting through this - I bin playing this game for three years and counting).I swear, sometimes I just want to go the little corner where no one goes and sit there for approximately the rest of my life.

Then I got my friend complaining that she was trying to catch up to me but accordingly I was walking too fast.It ain't my fault - I just want to get out of this hellhole, then my house, then the street, the the world, then I'm going to kill everyone and put their bodies into robots.(OK,I haven't taken my meds - aka sweets- one minute,let me eat my meds).

OK,done and continuing...Anyways , what I'm trying to say is don't ask me if I'm OK if you already know the answer.If you ask me something,and I hear you and just start drawing or writing or reading or completely changing the subject then I'M not OK butt I don't want to admit it.Why?You don't need to worry about me,in other words,I don't want you to worry about me.I'll be OK ,eventually.