Something is missing in my life.
I don't feel comfortable where I am.
Every time I see these lines
I'm convinced I have gone insane.
There is so much anger and discomfort
I can see why people keep away from me.
How do I unleash this anger?
I need some sort of release and I can't find one.
Do I cry?
Should I just blame God for everything?
I really just want to scream to the skies
And let my pain be known.
Yet, something is still missing.
Perhaps I'm alone,
And these journals are my only company.
Why do I feel alone?
If I have God,
I have a family,
I have friends.
Why am I alone?
Maybe they are not real.
Maybe I am insane
And they only live in my haunted head.
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