I'm not torn. I'm not broken. I'm not going through any kind of torture. Then why do I feel like there is still something making me fall deeper.
I do not have scars. I do not hurt. I do not need to get away from anything. Then why do I feel like something is trying to push me back.
My parents love me. My sister would do anything for me. I do not hate myself. Then why does it feel like this should end.
I have everything I want. I have everything I need. I do not need to yearn for things. Then why does it feel like there is something missing.
I do not know you. You do not know me. We have never met. Then why do I feel scared.
I wish I had these answers. I wish I wasn't so clueless. I hope that I don't sound too weak. But then why is it, that this is all I feel.
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PoesiaA little insight, to my funny little mind. PS it gets better as it goes