I don't know why

I don't know why I just feel like I half written sentence on a coffee stained page of a book no one reading I want to cry but also paint my room orange aur shave my head aur hug a stranger and disappear sometimes I eat Just air sometimes I eat three ball of cereal and stair at the wall like it own me an explanation I fall in love with songs and never tell them goodbye I talk to myself like I am both the problem and the answer and the awkward silence in between people say you will be okay and I nod like a person who don't know what's going on I think I miss someone or a version of me are the day before yesterday when I thought tomorrow might be better but I don't know I seriously don't sometime a lie on the floor and pretend I am the carpet no responsibilities don't know what I am doing maybe just vibe and dust I replay old arguments in the shower as if I am going to win this time I keep opening apps and closing them like maybe the answers are hiding in my notification but the only notification I get "storage almost full" me too phone me too I think my soul has buffering issues like it try to load a better version of me but the Wi-Fi just vibes than trauma