Sometimes I feel forgotten.
My friends hang out, meet new people, and here I sit alone. Silence is deadly, but my thoughts are deafening. I get promises of meeting them, but those words are just forgotten. Just like me.

Sometimes I feel weak.
I feel like I have no walls to keep me safe, and that I tear myself down but for what? I feel stupid because I can't fix myself, and the holes in my dam break and flood my mind.

Sometimes I'm misunderstood.
People constantly say they understand, but if they did they would recognize I have a problem, not that I want to be that way. I think negativity so I can't see a good side to things because that's all I'm fed.

Sometimes I'm wrong.
Sometimes I'm wrong in a argument, but when I know that you make me feel like a 5 year old child who's still learn to be their own human, and I am. But why walk out a victor and me and loser, when we both can be winners.

Sometimes I cause my own problems.
I do things I know are wrong, but I do them anyway. I shame and stress myself. I tell myself I have to pick myself up, and work to the top again.

Sometimes I don't need my space.
I hate being out all day, because I'm so used to being home all the time, I feel like I'm betraying something. But I don't know what. Maybe sometime you should ask me outside and help me get over it.

Or forget me like the rest of us.