Do you know what it's like to not be at home in your own body? Where everything is slightly off and wonky and your mind fuzz. Where a simple thought causes tears and a heavy heart. Where the slits on your own body causing a crimson river to flow feel more like a companion then a scarring memory.
Do you know how hard it is to go around not knowing who you are? You're not as smart as your friends or as beautiful as the ones you admire, you're the one who can't be compared to anything anymore. Do you know how much pain can be felt in a hollow, heavy empty chest?
Do you know how many emotionless tears have fled my eyes?
Do you know how to make this feeling end?