I'm A Mess And You Know That I Can't Help It

I felt like the whole world had just walked out on me... given up on me.

Everyday I wished I could love myself when I didn't feel it from anyone else.

I felt the kind of pain that made me want to hurt everybody around me because I was suffering and they weren't,

Because they could breathe without feeling guilty

And hold a normal conversation without breaking down into tears.

I wanted to feel that I was loved.

I longed for that feeling.