I feel like I'm trapped in my head and I can't get out. Yet I can see everyone walking around outside. It's like I'm walking into the ocean and I can't swim, but I can't stop either. Like it's not my choice to feel this way yet I still do.
And when I get too far in I start drowning, but I don't die. I just sit there staring at everyone above me trying to act like I'm supposed to be here and I'm not hurting.
Now I'm just waiting to die.
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Broken
Teen FictionA girl who is trapped and can't get out. "Why do I feel this way?" I ask him. "Because it's the only way you can. It's what you deserve." I hear him say, mimicking the others. "Now pick up the blade and do what you've been trying to do for so long...
