Elucidating Questions

I’m walking this thin line between wanting to be alive and wanting to just die

This tightrope that no one sees

And they push me

And all my emotions are too fucking big for me

And I just want to go somewhere where I’m not constantly being pushed towards choosing my own death over whatever this sad excuse for a life is

Why is every human reaction to me confrontational?

Why is it when I say things people think I’m talking for everyone when I’m only talking for myself?

It’s just me

Well and me but I’m not talking for him I’m talking for me and when he comes out he’ll talk for himself but he’s usually angry

So goodluck

We’re both just broken people living for ourselves

We don’t expect everyone to agree with us but the animosity with which people disagree

The horde when you accidentally activate it

When all at once every damned buzz from the box we all worship

Is just the terrible things people say on the internet

Accusations about your every fibre

As if one sentence on in a box in the box

Reveals every piece of a human being

I often regret speaking

But if I didn’t I wouldn’t interact with other humans at all that day

So do I say things and just experience the downs that come with saying anything?

Or do I sit here alone everyday

Wishing to know what it feels like to fit in in this world