TW: kind of depressing
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I can't fall asleep at night but I can't stand up in the morning.
I can't focus on anything but I have to, to forget what is going to happen.
I can't eat, but when I'm stressed I can't stop.
I want to tell someone, anyone, what's wrong with me, but when my parents ask, I tell them I'm "just tired".
So I want to confide in my friends, but then I feel guilty because: Was I THIS sad when my best friend left too?
I want to cry, but now even my tear ducts have given up on me.
I keep telling myself it isn't that deep, but it is.
I'm not okay.