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Emotions

"Shut up!" I yell at the nurse, looking at her with wide eyes.

She keeps asking me why I don't want to eat or why I want to dance and practice my vocal.

She dosen't understand that if I don't, I'll get laid back.

She dosen't understand that being an idol is my only chance at life.

She dosen't understand anything.

I hit the empty vase that stood on my small table, it crashed against the floor, the loud shatter making the nurse flinch.

In the days I had been trapped here, not one person sent me flowers.

I was transferred from hospital to hospital, going from Seoul back to Daegu, and I haven't been able to see anyone since the day I woke up.

They say I was diagnosed with anorexia, anxiety, panick disorder and depression.

But lately they have been sending more and more nurses my way for anger problems.

I don't fucking know how to deal with all these emotions.

It's easier to just yell at someone or hit something to blow off some steam.

A/N:

I'm so sorry for not updating but I wasn't at home the past few days...