She sighs inwardly, covering her ears as she walks. All the voices speaking at once... it's giving her a headache. All she hears are things she doesn't want to know. She doesn't even know if she should just stop caring at this point.

The only times she's truly felt alive was when everything was going oh so wrong. Sometimes, there are bright and happy moments, but even then it feels fake. Like she's an actress on a screen, pretending that everything is okay.

She's faking it and fooling her heart, just like everyone else. If she were to listen, she'd probably hear so many stories of people pretending to do things, pretending to be cool. It's not like she cares anyways. It's all stuff she doesn't care about.

A deep breath. She exits the room and leans against the door, letting the quietness of the hallway fall in around her. Sure, she can still hear things, but it's much more peaceful here. Maybe it's not so bad, being alone. She's dealt with it long enough, so it won't be much of a change. Whatever, it's not like it matters.

Just look, she never thought she would end up here. How did it even start? How did it turn into this? She needs help. She wants to leave. To rest her weary body and get help.

Maybe all she needs is someone to hold her... tell her it'll all be okay. Yeah, that sounds nice. Easier said than done, though. Who would even care? She's supposed to be getting better and everyone else has much worse problems.

She's worked hard for this! But then why is she always so tired? And burnt out... might as well just stop... If something does happen, though, she should probably say 'goodbye'. Yeah, sounds nice. Tell everyone how much they matter to her, before everything falls apart again. Maybe change her name or something.

I wonder if anyone even notices how hard she tries. It'll all be okay in the end, but still... it's easily to fall again. Especially when no one is holding you, or they won't even pay attention. She'll be fine, though. Probably.