I have been reading, I have been writing, I tried to paint, I went outside to take pics of random things, I went to run listening to my fave songs, and something kept missing.
I felt depressed, I felt anxious, I wanted to be quiet, I wanted to jump around. I was nervous, I was mad, I was angry, I was hyper. I had so many voices yelling at each other inside my head that I couldn't even think. I want to walk in someone elses's shoes but I don't want to lose anything I have. I want to build without filling the empty spaces. I want to colour and still see the whiteness. I want to fly but keep my feet on the ground. I need to empty my head and I can't. Anxiety. Anxiety.