on the bathroom floor

Reasons why I AM a human being. [And not a very good one]:

I'm not happy for you. I'm not that motivated either. I just feel inadequate. Over-sensitivity. You didn't smile at me today. You didn't look at me. You're kinda pissed off I guess. Or maybe you're just starting to dislike me. Wanting to impress. I guess I'll agree even if I think you are really, really wrong. I just want you to like me. Selfishness. I only know what it feels like to be here, and that's all I care about. I know you're not really happy over there all the time. But I don't care. Judgement. I know your type. I won't spare a moment for you. Bye. Backstabber. I want to tell you so many things. I'm just scared for myself. Scared you'll never want to speak to me again. So I won't. Hopefully you'll find out soon. On your own.

Jealousy.

You're just like people in the storybooks. Perfectly flawed. I'm just flawed, period.

How do you do it? And why can't I?

I wish I could fix myself a little bit.