Scratch and Rip

Weird Feelings
Good
Bad
Stressed
Relieved
Confused
Detached
Frustrated
Pleased

I have no idea what's happening.
But at least im feeling anything but sad.
I can't sad.
People can tell when im sad.
My heart flips inside out and everyone is starring at me, examining every scratch and rip.

I've realized: I Can't fix everything. And i'm not the cause of everything bad. And I shouldnt try to help everyone. I love helping people. But I can't help those who take advantage of me.
I won't help those who need to help themselves first.

Meep