Alexithymia

Surrounded but lonely,

alone but secure..

then alone and lonely.

I miss the times when i could give my 10% and get 70% result

I miss the times when midnight studying meant 60% talk shit time

I'm frustrated but i dont know who to tell or even what to say.

Something's wrong, but i can't put these things in words

The different sights, smells, pains, feelings keep reminding me about the past

Why is it so difficult to move forward and detach myself?

Fucking nerd, fucking failure