Is it you that I want?
Yes, but you are not mine and thus I can not claim you.

I want a good life where I wake up with a smile on my face and the world outside nothing but a distant noise that i won't be bothered by.

In public I always lose myself and become someone else just to entertain people.

Sometimes I feel like my anxiety might fill up my throat with the scalding pain of hot water and I would choke on it but won't complain or ask for help.

Everyday I wake up, sigh deeply and begin a day that always feels like it never ends.