I feel so wrapped up in my own mind and like I am becoming someone I always wanted to be but never knew what it really entailed. I feel that I never should have promised you forever and made you promise me the same because we both know everything ends. I feel like I should wrap myself in the love meant for other people because I can’t seem to accept the love meant for me anymore. I feel as though I am lost in the empty/full stares around me (empty of empathy/full of pity) and I don’t know how to move on from other people’s past pain that they have long since let go of. I feel like I need to do so many things that I really shouldn’t do for my own sake, and so many more things that I shouldn’t do for the sake of everyone else. I feel large and small and everything and nothing and all I want is to just feel okay.

            -I didn’t mean to write this as a poem (m.m.)