What's wrong with me?

Oh I don't get it. One day I'm fine and strong and the next I'm weak and definitely not ok. Time please keep passing. Time please help me forget everything. Everything everything. I've written everything down when it meant something to me but for now, I want to let go and run away as far as I can. Please help me stop torturing myself with memories and thoughts. I know he doesn't think of me. I know he doesn't want me. I know we're more than done. True friends keep me sane... At least I have them to encourage me and support me and understand what I'm going through because I can really be crazy. A little. Boys come and go until a man comes to stay and the ones that don't stay, aren't mean to... ok. ok. I'm ok.