I don't know anymore

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