I feel like a feral animal, I want to be helped yet I want to feel alone.
I don't know what I want, my heart and head are at war.
There are a small handful of people who I care for, and whom care for me, and I hate myself for not being happy for them,
I wish I could show them how happy they truly make me.
I'm sorry that I failed you.
Some people still message me from time to time and tell me to talk to them, tell me to share with them.
And its not something about them that stops me from sharing with them.
Its me who feels like I'm just wasting their time and space.
But I want you guys to know that I love you and think about you.
Don't worry about me so much, I am fine.
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12 years ago
01 Nov 2014 00:06 CET
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