I walked a path I’ve never known,
Through whispering trees and cobblestone.
A house appeared—then slipped from sight,
Its windows blinking out the night.

The door creaked open, no one near,
Yet every room was filled with fear.
A mirror smiled without my face—
Then vanished, leaving not a trace.

I
Dont
Understand
Life
I
Dont
Understand
Myself
I
Don't
Understand
Anything
I
Don'­t
Understand
Please
Help
Me
Understand
How
To
Survive
The
Calm
Af­ter
The
Storm
After
So
Long
Living
In
The
Hurricane

There’s a fine line
between wants
and needs.

I don’t need you.

I just want you.

Could that be even worse?

✖️

I keep trying to learn more
I want to understand myself better
I'm alone at the end of the day
No one else will put in the same effort as me.

I laugh in places I want to cry,
Hold it in, and pass it by.
To them, I’m calm — a steady line,
But deep inside, I’m almost fine.