Forced to breathe
What do you do when you reach that point where lieing to yourself doesn't work anymore?
All of the things you've tried to bury inside your mind underneath all of the untruths that you could come up with, suddenly come surfacing up like bubbles inside of a soda bottle.
To top it all off, one of your best friends openly calls you shallow and superficial, even though this friend has no clue that in reality, those are just façades that you project to protect yourself from being taken advantage of (Even though it doesn't always work). It makes it worse when this friend is supposed to be able to see the real you; to be able to see through the walls.
I feel like crap, I look like crap, I sound like crap, I smell good though. (I just showered.)
Anyways, this isn't depression this time, it's just a realization I had when I was in the shower.
All of the things you've tried to bury inside your mind underneath all of the untruths that you could come up with, suddenly come surfacing up like bubbles inside of a soda bottle.
To top it all off, one of your best friends openly calls you shallow and superficial, even though this friend has no clue that in reality, those are just façades that you project to protect yourself from being taken advantage of (Even though it doesn't always work). It makes it worse when this friend is supposed to be able to see the real you; to be able to see through the walls.
I feel like crap, I look like crap, I sound like crap, I smell good though. (I just showered.)
Anyways, this isn't depression this time, it's just a realization I had when I was in the shower.