Sometimes I wish a car would run me over.
Into a car I’m in.
That way I would have a reason to feel the way I do when I get sad.
Then I can tell people my injuries are what is wrong and they’ll comfort me.
All I want is for someone to tell me things are going to be okay and hug me until I actually believe it.
I wish I was someone who was huggable instead of this stiff girl who acts like she doesn’t have emotions when in fact she has way too many.
Most of all though I wish I didn’t want or wish any of these things.
I want to be as strong as I look.