Help.
This word sounds somewhat familiar, but also a little bit too out of this world for me. I was never good at asking for help, nor was I great at offering it.
I am a weird human being, a combination of compassion and awkwardness, a combination of indiference and anger, a combination of love and regret, a combination of emotions and reactions that are not necessarily the right one for the respective emotion, so all in all, I am neither good or bad. At helping, at least.
I am something in between, lukewarm and fuzzy, fluffy-wuffy with a hard rock bottom, and I can neither send you hope, or shoot you down completely.
I am without aim, but also without revenge. I am completely clueless, but I still know that I want something. Please, help me find me!