What it is like to be me?
well,
your mind would be filled with jumbled thoughts.
thoughts about death, suicide, self-harm, imaginary pony's as friends, wanting to just be happy.
you would always have to:
put on mask and let people believe you are happy
when deep down you know you're not.
you would have to:
make others happy even if it means HELL.
you will smile all day in front of people
then go home and cry your eyes out and make your body feel lighter
with a knife.
you will have to cover up the harm you do to yourself,
then if they are seen: try and explain the situation.
you would always wish:
god, why won't these people leave me alone....? they are annoying
let me live my "effin" life.....
you would argue 24/7 with people, especially your mother because
you are not mentally stable with yourself
you would starve yourself to look good.
you would always put yourself down, no matter what anyone says.
you would try to be perfect yet fail at it.
there is more but this is
what it is like to be me.
