Sometimes I honestly feel like I need help.
I get these moments where I go stone cold and all I want to do is cry.
I feel like there’s nothing I can do to get rid of that moment, I feel trapped in that moment.
After a while it leaves, but it always comes back.

I’m afraid to get help, I would know who to talk to.
I don’t want to open up to someone I don’t know, but at the same time, I don’t want my friends to think I’m a lost cause, I don’t want anyone to think I’m some sort of freak that needs a phsycologist. That’s what I would say if it weren’t me.

I just can’t seem to open up to anyone.
Everyone keeps asking me what’s wrong, but truth is, I don’t know what’s wrong. Or I don’t know where to start.

I don’t want them to think differently of me, I don’t want them to take it easy on me like they do with a girl in my class that has some issues.

I want to be me.
I miss the old me.
I miss when I didn’t let shit affect me.
Now the slightest thing sets me off.
I used to not give a fuck.
When you get tired of not caring I guess you start to care a lot.

Eveything has changed, they asked me when I started to feel like this, truth is I don’t know.
All I know is that my grades have been going down lately and I’m not studying.

All I know is that that little innocent smile I used to always have is gone now.

I don’t know why.

I don’t want to spend the rest of my life like this.
I miss the old me.

Someone please help.