Cutting, scratching, clawing
At the skin that never quite fit.
Tight enough to smother,
Stiff enough to paralyze.

A neon sign over an emotionless expression,
Screaming “vacancy”.
No energy left to put on that mask.
The one that says “I’m happy”,
“I’m fine”, “I’m normal”.

Struggling,
Fighting,
Drowning.

Hurting,
Sinking,
Aching,
DESPERATE.

Hopeless.
Alone.
Surrendering…

Gone.

Don’t expect me to always bee good and kind and loving…

I’m angry a lot. And I get upset easily, but I’ll rarely show it. I’m a handful. I can unintentionally get annoying at times. I get sad a lot. I’m confusing and I’m pessimistic and I’m sarcastic. And at times I can be cold and heartless and hard to understand. I often try to alienate myself and I don’t trust many people. I get frustrated and annoyed easily and I have constant headaches that cause terrible mood swings. I suck at maintaining conversations and I have an attention span that lasts about 10 seconds.