Young

Sometimes.

Interesting word, isn't it? So many interpretations as to what it could mean.

Perhaps it is after all just a figment of out imagination. Our fears, our desires. Our basic need to live.
Irrelevant if you ask me (or at least when I'm in this state).

It's normal I suppose. Depression. So many causes and yet we don't even realize that we are depressed. Personally I choose not to confront it. I take on other people's problems and try to help them just to mask what I feel. Sometimes I feel I just get all dressed up to go nowhere in particular.

I can't express myself.

I'm spread thin. Since I was born. It feels like that. P effect expectations and being such a let down, not for your parents but for yourself. I feel I'm sinking and suddenly am afloat again. A constant loop if you will.