I don't like this.
I complicate things.
Why do I complicate things?
I think I feel like I need to. Because life is not simple.
So it needs to be complicated.
I am a complicator-whatever-person.

Whatever.

I have no time for this.
I need to be in bed.

I hate when I feel this way.
This stupid stupid feeling.
It's so strange.
Like I'm not content.
I want something.
But I don't know what it is.
I want to be comforted.
But I don't know what for.
Just because.
Just because.
That's all.
And I can't explain it.
I don't wanna whine.
But I don't wanna be bright.
Not now.
And I don't know why.
I don't know.
That's why I hate this feeling.
I don't like it.
Complications.
Weird.
Just being a girl.
Just a girl.
Me.
Like it or
Don't like it.
But I would perfer if you liked it.
So you can comfort me.
It's just...
Me.