- Apr 19, 2010
I feel as though I'm living a lie. I laugh, and joke around all day long, but when I'm alone... I feel dark. I'm in pain. I feel myself drawing further inside. I feel gross, I don't want anyone to see what's inside, and the more people try to get close the more I push them away. I'm struggling to hold on to this false happiness, I'm scrambling to collect my emotions and lock them away, but I'm, slipping. Im alone. I don't feel real, I'm just going through the motions, waiting for this to all be over, like a bad dream. My days are surreal, I, don't feel real, I just want to feel real.