Gremlin

I don't do videos.

I don't do comments often.

I am pretty quiet.

I like to have a good laugh, at times.

I sulk at other times.

I don't recall leaving my bedroom, much, on my own accord.

I forget to brush my teeth.

I let my pillows comb my hair.

I forget to shower.

I barely try to sleep.

I smile when I feel like I have to, more then I do genuinely.

I wear a hoodie, to hide my hands; because I'm not quiet sure how I should gesture them in public spaces.

I sit at cafeteria tables alone.

I grow distant soon as I start making friends.

I bite the skin off from around my nails when I get anxious.

I do this to my nails too.

I run my hand through my hair, when I think it's messy stature isn't an adequate enough messy stature.

I have oil and grease on my face.

I leave a musk in my bedroom.

I dream while I am still awake.

I am scared of the future.

I am stuck in the present, because-

I am stuck in the past.

I listen to Bo Burnham.

I listen to Bedroom.

I don't do much.