❝I can't knock on a door and ask for extra napkins.
I can't call you and ask you how you are.
I can't raise my hand without the fear of being wrong.
I can't hang out with new people.
I can't live my life.
It's like being in a cage that's unlocked.
I can get out but I've trapped myself inside.
It's like wanting friends but you can't hang out.
It's like suffocating but still breathing.
It's not a way to live.
But a way to die.❞ -Anonymous
