When the curious girl realizes she's under glass

[doorshadelamp]

I just need someone to confide in, anyone. Right now the most obscure person is the only person who I think can comfort this most obscure feeling. I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be with my friends, I want to be in a bright room filled with beautiful people I dont know huddled in a corner somewhere. That would help me.
I hate waking up realizing you've lived the last months under smoked glass.
I hate waking up.
I should sleep only to never get up, ever again. Or else I should never sleep.