I don't know what is wrong.
I'm not lacking love,
My family is not broken,
My siblings are fine,
I have an amazing personality too,
And I,
I am perfectly fine.
Awfully fine.
But why, am I continuously writing this painful sentences.
Why do I claim that this is the way i bleed?
And why do i write this book in the first place?
I don't know,
I don't understand,
And never will,
Understand.
