I Used to write all the time. Write out my thoughts, but when I cannot clear my thoughts I cannot write. I just sit up in my bed, looking at the ceiling feeling empty thinking I should write all this emptiness and uncertainty. I'm never good at expressing myself in any way. I've always been a lonesome person with very little friends. I like it that way. I have a very different way of being. I can count with my fingers all the times I've been happy. I'm starting to think I don't like people and I don't fit in with society. I haven't found that one thing I can freely and passively do.
