some days
some days it feels like nothings gonna go as it should
some days im too anxious to do the things i love the most
some days i feel like an unwanted toy thrown to the side
some days i smile just to keep the tears from falling
some days i say im fine to see who cares enough to say i know youre not
some days i shut down and wont talk to my loved ones because im afraid of hurting them
some days i just want to be held forever because i just feel so lonely
some days i want to hurt just so i can feel something other than this empty numbness
some days i hide in my room to avoid confronting my anxieties
some days i feel like someones puppet as though im not truly living
some days i look at the ground because im scared tosee people being scared for me
some days i push everyone away but thats when i need them most of all
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