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May 2014
I believe to feel misunderstood is to feel crazy.
it's like your sitting here and your realizing that nobody will ever understand your brain and the way that you think

Then you realize that you've come to this conclusion due to the fact that you don't even understand your own self

anxiety comes in and poors a million little black ants all of your body and you start shaking

Angst takes over you
I am not okay
I am crazy
Mentally I'll
I need help
What the **** is wrong with me
I am so filled with nothing it's like I'm not even a person anymore
I miss feeling alive
I don't even know if there's any blood following through my veins
I don't even know if I care
Just something please make me feel
I'm desperate
I'm petrified of the this feeling that boils inside of me and ceases to evaporate
Make it go away
Pain? Were are you I need you
Come back!
You made me feel alive.
Happiness? Do you even exist?
Were you even real? I need you
Come back!
Depression
Leave I don't want you
Hopelessness
Leave u make me natious
Anxiety
Your killing me and eating me alive
Your ruining me
Please let me free from you
I don't want to smoke anymore
Let me go
Angst
I don't know why I feel you or why you've come but i dont want you
You make me feel
incomplete
unfulfilled

I need something that will make me feel like if I'm still a person
Otherwise for all I know I'm dead and dreaming
Juliet Escobar
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