Have you ever looked at yourself and hated everything you saw? Not looking in the mirror, but looking inside yourself.
Actually listening to your thoughts and wishing you didn't have a life like this.
From an outside view everyone says your life is just fine, but on the inside it's not.
It's the worst.
Nothing is okay; you’re never okay.
You spend your nights alone, crying to the same ceiling that listens, but cannot give consoling.
You wishing and hoping for a better day that you know will never come.
Then you feel numb all over and stare in the darkness all night, not bothering to sleep anymore.
You’re thoughts poke and **** at you all night, so you squirm when they invade your head.