I can sit here and tell you what people say about me but i can't fathom who i am behind closed doors.
When i stripped of everyone's opinions i feel like nothing.
no understanding of who i am or what i'm here for.
i'll try to understand but all i can think about is how others see me.
when i'm alone i feel like nothing.
an empty soul with nowhere to go.
so i make up who i want to be and act imagine how this other me would act. and suddenly that becomes my understanding of me. but i'm nothing.
i used to be religious.
but i've given up all hope.
there is no savior.
fuck all that.
