It Wears Me Out

Please dont remind me.

I mess up a lot.

I dont believe in a lot of things. Paranoid, perhaps.

Sometimes i feel like i'm invisible.
But when i'm in someone's attention, i want them to not see me. Because they can't, really.

I'm tired.
I'm wary.

I'm in the wrong place.
But, what's the right place ?

I can take on only so much hurt.
But I can't bear the pain of losing. .

I have a mask on.
But who doesn't ?

I'm drowning, falling, waiting.

Waiting ?
For what ?

I don't know.
I really don't.