Some days I'm just not happy even with you there. Some days I feel great, but today's not one of them and I wish you could understand that instead of constantly thinking it's because of you. I want to grab a pillow and just scream into it just to let everything inside me out. I wall around pretending to be okay, and some days I am, but more often than not I feel this need to just scream, vent, curl up into a ball. It's like I'm a balloon that's being filled too much but can't pop.