When you ask me what's wrong, I'm not sure what to say.
Do you wanna hear how I wish I could crawl out of my own skin because it doesn't feel much like home anymore?
Do you wanna hear how I don't mind the voices in my head or the ringing in my ears because then I know I'm not alone?
Do you wanna hear how I can't stand to look in the mirror anymore because I don't know what self love is?
Do you wanna hear about how I'm not sure what love is because it's something so foreign to me?
Do you wanna hear about how I cant sleep much anymore so I often find myself thinking about everything I wish I could change.
Do you wanna hear about how I'm not even sure why I'm sad, I just know that this hole inside me shouldn't be here.
I know that these things are things you don't need to hear, so instead I tell you I'm fine, just a little tired
A Moodscope member.