sorry, this is a stupid journal

I'm screwed up.
I don't know how or why, my life is great.
I'm trying to not make this sound complainey or nonconformingly depressing.
But I'm still screwed up.
I have had time to think a lot lately.
But I'm always trapped in my thoughts so I can never sort anything out.
I just go around in circles, not actually ever going anywhere.
It doesn't help.
I try to drown out my thoughts.
But whenever the music they all come rushing back, worse than before.
I have tried to embrace these thoughts, to be done with happiness.
Needless to say, it doesn't/didn't work.
I have nothing left to try that would fix this.
Just goes to show you, you can never tell.
"you can never judge a book by it's cover"
Turns out that those annoying phrases they teach you in Kindergarten were right for once.

Hurt.
Gone.
Changed.
Closed.
Numb.