I feel all alone and empty inside my body wants to live but my heart just wants to die.
I sadly sit alone in my room and write this to myself as everyone else has a great time not knowing what I've felt.
Crying doesn't ease my pain it omly makes it worse so I sit an try to figure out why all I do is hurt.
I try to explain my feelings, but the never understand The Real Me because the pain is all I am.