And you know what’s really sad?
I want to cry, and I don’t know why.
And I feel sad and I feel this little ache in my chest I can’t never seem to get rid off it.
And I don’t know why,
because I feel like I shouldn’t feel this way.
I feel like I don’t have the right to feel like this.
I don’t deserve it.

It’s always because of people.
And I think it’s because I let them get to me.
I supposed it is because of that.
But I don’t know what to do.
And I don’t know how I can stop caring.
I’ve always cared too much.

And I don’t know.
I don’t know what to do.
And it’s frustrating
and that makes me feel even more frustrating.
And that makes me feel angry,
and then frustrated again,
and then I’m sad.

And I wouldn’t even called it sadness
it’s just that ache in my chest.
And it hurts.
And it’s there.
And it doesn’t go away.
And you know what’s sad?
I’m not even sad.

I don’t even know what this is.

I don’t even know if I’ll be able to fix it.

To fix me.