Crawling Out of My Skin

There’s a panic breeding inside of me, uneasiness spreading like wildfire. I don’t know who I am anymore, that’s because everyone else is a liar. I feel like I’ve been picked up from nowhere and dropped into this pathetic girls life. I really don’t know how she does it, there’s so much pain here it cuts like a knife. I feel an urgency pressing down on me, like the reflex of fight or flight, But this time I choose to do neither, like a deer in the road in the light. Because I'm only here on the outside; the clothing, the hair, and the skin. I couldn't tell you where anything else is, there’s just a vast emptiness in.