Stupid feelings.

I hate that feeling.

That feeling when you are sad but you have no idea why.

You feel so fucking empty, but nothing in particular happened.

They ask you what’s wrong; I don’t know which one is worse.

It just feels like I miss someone I never met.

Like I need someone who doesn’t need me.

The loneliness hovers over me; takes control over me. I don’t even care.

I isolate myself on purpose. Sadness becomes my best and old friend.

I start hating myself and I want everybody to leave me alone.

At the same time, I want someone to hug me and to tell me thinks will be okay.

I simply hate that feeling.

That feeling when you don’t even know what the fuck you’re feeling.