I wish I could make myself not think of these things

all they do is depress me.

everyone thinks i’m alright, and that’s because i am.

it’s only when i’m alone that i let the music from my black ipod

take over, and let those horrid thoughts run all through me head

i don’t know if this is supposed to make me stronger,

or if it is just flat outing hurting every piece of me.

i can’t find peace anywhere anymore.

i feel like i’m always running in my mind.

like i’m never satisfied

like all the nice things people say, all the “how are you’s?”

all the “you mean so much to me’s”

all the everythings,

mean nothing if i’m not loved the way i need to be.