There's too many thoughts in my head and yet I feel like I'm feeling nothing at all.
My eyes scan over things in an attempt to capture one conscious thought, one thing to latch onto, anything but the swirling mess in my mind.
I zone out and my friends have to repeat their words
I apologize and shyly look down
Afraid they'll start to see I'm not fully around.
It's so draining to feel nothing and then everything
I'm both alive and dead
With a beating heart but yet a stillness that can't be compared.
I'm a mixture of beauty and chaos.
So soft and yet so dark.
Would my thoughts scare you away?
Would my neediness make you dislike me?
I don't think I'll ever truly know but I know I'll always be thinking about it.
