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My mind is doing that weird thing again. Yikes

No one ever listens

ever since I was a child, I’d been alone. Growing up an only child, the youngest of a far hearted family doesn’t sculpt you to be anything else. I don’t usually make a lot of friends, I think I scare them off.

Thing is, I’m stuck now, with myself I mean. I hate who I’ve become. I hate these secretes. It’s like my whole life is an illusion. And I just need something to tether me back to reality.

Maybe I do need a friend.

Maybe I am going insane.

Either way, I’m trying not to.

But maybe I’m trying too hard to control my brain.

Its reckless.

I don’t understand it.