Coming Undone

Sometimes I feel like I am coming undone. I see myself unraveling and going off over little things and insignificant issues. I find myself getting stressed over situations that deserve nothing but a chuckle. I catch myself flying off the handle because of a slight misstep by someone else regardles of their age. Every once in a while I fantasize about running away and never coming back. Every once in a while I day dream about life as an orphan, with no one in the world bothering me or needing me to keep in touch with them. I envision myself in another country on another continent with no one but myself to answer to. I dream about long days of silence, with no cares in the world but what to wear and eat. Sometimes I wish I had the courage to actually say what I feel and be who I want to be. I hate that I have to take other people's feelings into consideration, I would rather not, but being in the situation I am in I have no choice but to do as is expected of me. I wish I could just say fuck it and be done with it all, I really need to figure out the best way to go about doing what is right for me, or only lord knows what will enventually become of me