Sometimes
I feel so empty. I need something more....I can't explian it. I can't control what I feel. One minute I feel great and happy and energetic and sexy and just so amazing. Then I stop and think for just one second and it all comes crashing and burning and I remember how lonley I am....how boring my life seems....how I wish that there was so much more, that I was so much more. I can't ever tell if I'm truly happy or not, because I'm so used to pretending. I can act however you want, I can be however I need to be. I'm so fake, I even trick myself sometimes. I've lost myself, but then I'm not sure thats possible because I don't know if I ever really had myself, if I ever really knew who I was in the first place. Sometimes it's just too much, and sometimes it's just not enough. Sometimes.