Sometimes I feel like an unassuming teen born into the wrong place at the wrong time. Unassuming of the pain that is around me, to busy with my own personal hell. The General confusion about everything is just a second voice that silently argues everything, my own personal demon. My mind is too mature and yet is too childish to grasp the idea of how society works. I cannot make up my mind without doubt, in fact if I had to describe me in one word, it word be doubt. It's daunting when all you do to pass the time is think. It makes you question the very reason you are who you are. Death is something people say shouldn't be feared, but how can something so permanent and unpredictable not be frightening, I often tell myself I'm too young to die but I know that isn't true, I've seen it almost happen up close. It is scary, it is frightening, it should be feared. Feeling lonely when you have friends is the worst feeling. Feeling like you need to cry over absolutely nothing is four times worse. I hide my emotions by acting like a completely different person, but really I am a sensitive human being. Degrade me and I'll brush it off, but tears will fall when Im alone. Don't be fooled by my facade, or do rather. All my insecurities are labelled quirks by society, but really they are diseases I never asked for. The world is a strange place, and I wish it was better than the land I enter in my sleep. But not all wishes come true
