BLOOD

I dont know if I could even save myself when all I do is push the ones I love away and pretend that I'm okay? Dont they see how broken and helpless I actually am inside? To  face these constant conflicts within myself everyday. Is it even possible to feel that way??? Wreaked, torn and vulnerable. Fulfilled, conceited, and satisfied. Conflicting sides of emotions chose to reign over whenever they want and I have no control over them. I can't help myself but ask, 'Why?'