This was written when I was either 13 or 14, going to a new school and feeling alienated.
|Everything around me makes me dizzy.
I'm spinning in an endless circle of confusion and emotion that I can't even begin to explain.
Where am I?
How did I end up in a place so far from home? This place makes me cold because, without the crowded closeness of my giant group of friends, the loneliness has me shivering.
My insides are soaked by tears I refuse to let leave my eyes, blown dry from the air slowly deflating from my lungs.
Where is the love?
I just need someone to hold me in their arms and somehow make me believe that I am NOT crazy for believing this could work out.
That I'm not crazy for feeling sick every time I find myself walking down the hallway alone.
I can't do this on my own.
I want to go home to the place I feel safe, and lock myself in my room for weeks, so no one sees me explode.
I really can't help feeling this way......
Because I'm Sick.