Mindless

Alone In Thought

She sit there alone in thought. No ones around. All she has is her music. She want to talk to someone but no one wants to talk. Her thoughts begin to overwhelm her. 'What if they hate me?' She thinks to herself. She care too much about how others think of her. She thinks if she is herself they will dislike her. She thinks if she is someone different they also won't like her. She tries to be how they want her to be. She hates how she is. Her thoughts overwhelm her to the point she's sick. She just wanted someone to talk to her. Her life is great but she thinks she's making it worse. She cares too much but also cares too little. The walls enclose around her as her thoughts begin to pick at her slowly and cut her up like scissors on paper. Soon the blood begins to drip and the thoughts begin to stop. Only for the next day for them to start eating at her again, feeding off the scars and blood. Cutting at her and making her think less and less of herself. She wants to stop and she did but the thoughts still claw at her. Ripping her away from reality and making a world of her own. She tries to make a reality where everything is okay. The thoughts claw at her leaving scars that can't be seen by the naked eye. She doesn't feel the sadness but ever so often the thoughts overwhelm her. That girl is me. That girl is many people.

~idk tell me what you think~