I'm living my life as if curled in fetal position. Immensely defensive, and so sad. Life is just passing me by as I float. Like my presence is hardly noted. The decisions I make I make because of the sheer fact that I am still inhaling and exhaling. I know what I want in my life, and I'm working towards it, numbly. I wake up to my alarms, I get presentable for work, and I smile I laugh I joke and I do my best to participate. I'm not really invisible, I'm not really lost. All these faces, swarming past me... watch me fall apart. Why can't I just be healthy?I just want someone to hold me. Tell me I'll be alright. Witness me. I swear I'm here... I really am... why can't anyone see me?
