Mental Discomfort

She's suffering temporary brain damage. Her inability to think has taken up too much, for now.

For a moment, she took a step back trying to figure what went wrong.

It prolly wasn't on the right track when it started off initially.

She wishes to have the ability to make everyone happy, but she's holding back. It's tiring, she never had such problems of having to try.

Her world had only her. Her world welcomes people, her mentality blocks people.

She has problems growing out of independence, of her selfishness. While being too comfortable with herself, she's grossed out for being herself, for thinking too much with the brains, for feeling too little with the heart.

Mom and Dad gave her total trust. They trusted her independence, they trusted her to find herself, they trusted her to lead her life. It doesn't help very much either, with the overwhelming support and love from the people around that prevented her many potential failures.

She grew up realizing her inability to care, to love, to share. For she's brought up that bitch, goin' around living a life, making misery out of everyone else's life.