Colorblind

Staring blankly at the screen hoping someone would P.M me wasn't what i was doing today, instead i was staring straight into space. The cooling atmosphere supposingly  from the weather these days re-assured me that i was still alive; still being able to feel that cooling breeze brushing across my face as lightning and thunder struck above. I have to face it, i was being emo, and still am. Almost all those that i talked to today, were all having issues of their own. My resentment encouraged my already emo mood even more; darkening. Taking a sip of my already cooled tea, i thought to myself; "what do i want?"  

Like the movement of waves, my feelings and confidence are always facing their ups and downs. I wana walk under the bright morning sun; traveling around my neighborhood and maybe i can find answers to the questions i don't even know. Finding myself lost at sea, not even certain of my own existence is the worst feeling ever. Im lost, but am I really lost? Cause, Im not even sure if i myself exist; if i don't exist, i cant be lost cause there won't be me to get lost.