I’m awake like always with darkness surrounding me. I feel like I’m being suffocated but yet there is nothing there. I’m perfectly fine on the outside but I feel isolated, alone and doomed on the inside, knowing that what I do will never be enough.
I pretend not to notice what people say about me but when I lie on my bed at night they're all I can think about; the comments they say, the lies they spread, even the pain they inflict on me every day. They think they know me, my strengths and weaknesses.
But the one thing they never know is what I’m thinking, like what have I done to deserve this?. Why is it always me? Why w