venting.

...

I stay up at night
I sleep in the day

I make everyone think
There's something wrong with me

Can't eat when you're looking
Only when your away

I try not to eat for days
But I always fucking fail

You don't care
You don't wanna care
You don't need to care

I need to share my problems.

But I can't.

It just feels like complaining about what's happening.

I'm moody and people think I have an attitude.

"What are you crying for?"

"Stop it before I give you something to cry about."

I need to laugh.
That's all that makes me happy.

I like to roleplay because it's my escape from reality.
My own thoughts controlling my character.

I love both of those..

I'm sorry as well.

Sorry to everyone I ignored.
Sorry to my friends.
Sorry for being a sad excuse for a friend.
Sorry for everything.