Yes, I’m THAT person…
I’m that sad person who sits in a McDonalds parking lot late at night eating chicken nuggets and an apple pie.
I’m that numb person who drives home, almost gets hit by a bus, and then only cares about how it would suck if my sister wouldn’t have a car if I crashed it.
I’m that emotionally unstable person who is celebrating you in one moment, and is sitting in a corner, contemplating life’s darkest facets , the very next moment.
I’m that exhausted person who keeps and keeps doing everything for everyone, but is too tired to do anything for herself.
I’m that crazy person who can’t decide if she wants to get better not, because trying just doesn’t seem to be enough.
I’m that person.
The one that feels everything, and nothing at all.
The one that wants everyone to feel loved and know their value, but can’t accept love or believe her value.
The one that sees beauty in little things, but can’t grasp the big picture.
The one that’d rather die now, but still tells people to have hope.
I’m the one who says it’s okay, for real this time, but then keeps hurting in silence until the thoughts creep up again.
I’m the one who wants to save the world, but can’t be saved herself.
I’m that person.
The one who can’t put words to her emotions and can’t say what she wants or needs. The one who ruins others lives and gnaws on their nerves. The one who wants change so bad, and is scared she will fail once again. The one who is led by emotions and doesn’t want to hurt anymore.
Hoping to see a brighter day - some day - that person tries to make it through the night, to wake up from sleeplessness.
I’m that person.