Inner thoughts

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, but you can't explain.

Or they don't even ask anything.

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 only 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 things will be okay.

I simply hate that feeling.

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