every breath is a sharp pain in my heart, every word is a battle, every second is a war in my head. I wake up to a battle happening, a battle of my rational mind and my irrational mind, wondering if today is the day that I finally snap. Every breath I get closer to the edge. I wake up wishing to go back to sleep, for even the harshest of nightmares are better than the real world. I crave attention yet run from it. I’m numb to he world, every day of my life is a constant war, a war between letting myself show and hiding myself, a war of weather I should let them win again, a war of who I should be. I’m hurting but nobody notices bcuz of the mask that I constantly wear, nobody sees what’s happening in my head, if anyone did, they’d cry and run. I have to hide myself from everyone bcuz of my fear of rejection and disapproval.