Some days I am so sad I feel like I could throw up. I imagine it's all the words I've swallowed trying to climb out of me. On days like this, I think about all the times people have told me I deserve to be happy. And for some reason, I cannot stop crying. On days like this, I find myself not able to get out of bed. On days like this, I think to myself, "There are no good days; only days like this." Sometimes I can't seem to shake the feeling that everyone's out to get me. And suddenly, people start to smile brighter when I'm not around. I know what I must do.
On days like this, I wish I could just cut this sadness out of me.