text: How do you explain a problem that never existed. A hatred of something that never was. It leaves you tired of everything. How do you answer a question that has not been asked. I do not lie when I say I do not know what is wrong. I do not. My mind screaming, but is silent, my thoughts run, but are always exhausted. My brain immobile but always moving, I speak but not of truth. My lies are persistent and flow like truth, I trick myself that I am okay. I am not, I have not ever been, a mental threat, no will to go on. Help. I am always wrong, because I never knew. I lie like I breath. I never knew the truth. It runs my life, I’ve lost control. I am wrong and that is right, not me or this but what I say is not truth. I do not know what is wrong or what it is to be happy. Help. I want this to stop, but not to end. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. What do I want. I am not okay. So stop asking because I will lie. I will say I am fine. Wrong. I need a cure, an answer. What is wrong with me. Help. My mind screams so loud, but I sit in silence. Unstable. Anti-Social. But I talk. Loner. But I try. Alone. But surrounded. Wrong am I to want happiness. My mind says help but my lips speak lies. I am not okay. I am wrong.