Why?

Tell me soul, why do I feel this way? What is it about being able to breathe that makes me feel so breathless? What is it about having people around me, who care about me, that makes me feel so lonely? Why is it when I eat, I feel fat? Why is it, that I try to hold onto this dead long hair because it is the only thing that makes us feel beautiful? and why do I stare at the floor, like I've forgotten the colour of our eyes. What is it my soul? What makes me feel so vulnerable, so low, so unworthy, so empty and lost? What did I forget to do, to fulfill you?