『m』『e』『?』『?』Part #2

I don't know you tell me

In a world we are meant to comform, I can't conform, I can't, routine it feels suffocating and possibly at times my mental health is in smithereens but I just gotta get up. In my mind I can do so much but my body won't budge and no one gets it. It's normal they all say... you just gotta pop the pills, fill yourself up with iron and pretend you not falling apart both inside and out. I'm okay that's what I say but am I most likely not, at least not from a mental perspective. And I'm not crazy no I'm just simply put not all there but do I want to be there, good heavens no. I hate that I can see and help other people with their problems that I can contemplate on what I think they need to hear and help them feel better or give them an ego boost when they feeling down, being positive or looking on the brighter side. However, when it comes to me it's like I don't know what I want or why I want to be here at all. And no this isn't self pity but it is clearing my thoughts and venting. I hate that I can assist others and yet have not a clue in the world what to do when it comes to assisting myself.

Welp I'm just peachy how are you?

My raw input...