This numbness and confusion is wasting my life away.. I can’t imagine how much I’m missing out on. It’s unfair how as young as I am, I am so filled with overwhelming emptiness that I have no idea what it’s like to be my age. Im so caught up in these things I make up and all this fear and imagination..
The one word I could use to accurately describe the way I feel right now is air. I am Air. Suppressed wind sometimes. I am here, but I’m not really here. I am swirling around in this enormous universe, yet I am so lonely I cannot even feel the cool and warmth of the galaxy and the light and dark of day and night.
I am here, but I’m not really here.