I don't know why people care If I'm freaking out, I just can't I can nothing. Not breathe If I have the courage To try again, they misunderstand Or I feel like an intruder I want the best for you Me not able to be helped will just make you sad And when has it helped.  Only when there are things that can be solved Need of a different perspective. But not this. I'm just in pain And it triggers too much. I'm so stressed and confuzed and sad and lonely and empty and so so angry at everything because of everything. And there's nothing left to do After a day escaping in art, series, music, food, painmeds, there's just nothing to escape to left. I'm faced with the true reality that my body is unescapable Trapped in my own skin. I do am proud that I don't feel like that All the time Anymore