And here I am again nothing but see-through glass. Invisible. Even I cannot find me.
I feel as if there is this huge gap between us and I don't know how to build a bridge. And it's like you don't either.
I don't know how we got here, but then again, I kind of do.
"I'm not sure I'll catch up with anyone next year, maybe Miss B. You know how I am with these kind of things, I'm just really disorganised".
You can't even begin to imagine how much that sucked. How much it hurt that even you couldn't make the effort. (lesson number 1: Even the dependable aren't dependable). It was like I was back there all over again and I was nothing but glass. And I swear at that moment the monsters in my head were so happy because they finally had something against me.
I'm trying so hard,
to find something,
so that you can see me.
But it so god damn hard,
when there is some thing,
raging inside of me.