Keeping Out of Direct Sunlight

We are the ones with the radiating eyes. We are the Ones who have a fire inside. We are the ones only we can recognize. We've been rejected (we've been rejected)- Suffered the ignorance, suffered the selfishness, been pushed so far down now comes our time to surface. Turn from the light, that made them all go blind. We've been protected (we've been protected) ALL ARISE TO WHAT WE BRING,OUTSTRETCHED HANDS, UNFOLDED WINGS. We've hurt ourselves, and I feel the sting of broken hearts and burning wings...

Friday, April 27, 2007

What the fuck is wrong with me!?! It's pissing me off. Why can't I just be happy? Really I thought I was doing better. I was feeling better, almost happy and then it comes again. It's no longer sadness, its just nothing. I don't want to do anything! Fuck! I'm telling myself I'm mad and I don't feel it! Like I have the damn thoughts but no feeling! What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I have to find problems? Why do I endlessly claim I have problems! Fucking...gahhhha. Monica was over and we were having fun and I was hungry and within minutes, my mood dropped and I wasn't hungry. I don't want to fucking eat! What is wrong with me? I haven't had anything all day and actually barely anything for a long time. I can't remember when I ate normally and yet I can't get rid of weight! God damn. I feel nothing! All just thoughts. Do you understand?! I'm sure you think that I must have feelings if I say this but really just empty thoughts. I feel nothing. It's not numb like before, it's not empty, it's just blank. I was looking at boys on VampireFreaks which I normally enjoy and I was in the middle of looking at a pretty boy when I couldn't even stand myself and what I was doing and clicked out and then hit my head on the glass desk and logged off the internet. I don't want to do anything. I don't want to be online. I don't want to eat. I don't want to listen to music. I don't want to watch tv. I don't want to do anything. I don't even feel the need to cry. I feel nothing! What the hell is this? I thought I had depression but I'm not sad! I'm not suicidal, I'm not anything. The books say that depression can cause other mental problems, maybe I have one. God damn and there I go agian giving me things that might related so I can have god damn pity. I hate myself, actually no I don't that's another pity thing. I feel nothing. Absolutely nothing. Leave me alone.

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