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What I feel can not be explained.

I feel empty.

I feel confused.

I feel sad.

I feel lonely.

I feel tired.

I feel like crying.

I feel happy.

I feel loved.







Doctors think they know every thing about every one.

They say I am depressed.

They say I have high anxiety.

They say I have A.D.H.D.

They say you have to take this pill to calm you.

They say you have to take this pill to sleep.

They say you have to take this pill for your depression.







My mom says do your best.

My mom says do what you are told.

My mom says go to school.

My mom says follow your heart.

My mom says you are beautiful.

My mom says you will make a difference.







NO ONE has asked me what I want to do.

I am not depressed.

I do not have high anxiety.

I do not have A.D.H.D.

I do not want to take any more pills.

I do not want to sleep.







I have done my best in every thing.

I do what I am told.

I go to school to escape the memories of pain.

If I followed my heart I would be DEAD.

I am not beautiful.

I do not want to make a difference.







So can you tell me what I am feeling or is it to complex.