Why should I care?  
Why do I choose to feel the emotions that I do?
Why do I sit alone in my room, with nothing on my mind but the thought of you?

Why do I worry?
Why do I cry so ****** much that my vision becomes more than impaired and everything around me turns blurry?

I hate the way I feel, I hate that I care so much,
I spill my emotions over a keyboard so, you too, can hold the pain that I currently do,

This is only the beginning, I know I’ll be stopping here, on this website,  so much more frequently because of you.