I feel heavy and empty.
I feel stuck and alone.
There is this loneliness I do not know how to handle.
It feels like something is missing, though I cannot name it.
I do not know what I want.
I do not have the urge or motivation to do anything.
It feels like I am stuck in the middle of the road,
not knowing which direction to go.
I just stare at the traffic light blinking.
I just want to disappear.
My head is troubled.
I cannot think straight.
I feel out of breath and tired.
My heart races.
I feel restless, as if I ran a marathon.
I do not know how to control this feeling.
It troubles me from within.
I am caught between silence and noise.
Between wanting to move and being unable to.
I am here, yet I feel absent.
I am alive, yet I feel hollow.
I feel stuck and alone.
There is this loneliness I do not know how to handle.
It feels like something is missing, though I cannot name it.
I do not know what I want.
I do not have the urge or motivation to do anything.
It feels like I am stuck in the middle of the road,
not knowing which direction to go.
I just stare at the traffic light blinking.
I just want to disappear.
My head is troubled.
I cannot think straight.
I feel out of breath and tired.
My heart races.
I feel restless, as if I ran a marathon.
I do not know how to control this feeling.
It troubles me from within.
I am caught between silence and noise.
Between wanting to move and being unable to.
I am here, yet I feel absent.
I am alive, yet I feel hollow.
I feel heavy and empty.
I feel stuck and alone.
There is this loneliness I do not know how to handle.
It feels like something is missing, though I cannot name it.
I do not know what I want.
I do not have the urge or motivation to do anything.
It feels like I am stuck in the middle of the road,
not knowing which direction to go.
I just stare at the traffic light blinking.
I just want to disappear.
My head is troubled.
I cannot think straight.
I feel out of breath and tired.
My heart races.
I feel restless, as if I ran a marathon.
I do not know how to control this feeling.
It troubles me from within.
I am caught between silence and noise.
Between wanting to move and being unable to.
I am here, yet I feel absent.
I am alive, yet I feel hollow.
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