Here I am, trapped in the dark, with voices all around me yelling, crying, screaming for help.
But how can I help you If I cant help myself?
I need help. I help you but what do I get in return? Murmmers of "I'm sorry" and then in am comforting you again while you cry. While I, I want to cry, to have someone hold me and tell me it is going to be ok. Is that really that hard? Is it impossible for you to think of anyone but yourself? Here I am being multiple people, never quite myself. Being happy when I want to be sad
Everyone needs me, and I am only one person and everyone is pulling at me, tearing me apart, while I am already broken my brilliant façade is falling apart. I need to get out of here, of this darkness, so I can finally be put back together.