I don't know

I don't know what I'm doing.

I don't know what to write.
I don't know what to say.
I don't know what I think. About you, about it, about anything, about anyone.

I don't know why I'm here.
I don't know where to go.
I don't know how I got here.
I don't know when I became that depressed girl.

I don't know why they talk to me.
I don't know why they don't.

I don't know why they think they know me, when
I don't even know me.

I don't know why I'm doing this to my skin. To my mind.
I don't know.