'Are you okay?'
'No, I'm sick.'
Sick of having to stop myself trusting people, because they'll hurt me in the end.
Sick of having to stop myself feeling anything for boys, because they'll never like me back.
Sick of having to smile and pretend everything is fine when it's not, because I'll get accused of being an attention seeker if I don't.
Sick of having to put up with you, even though we both know I hate you.
Sick of having to fight for my friends, because otherwise you'll take them.
Sick of feeling so alone.
Sick of not feeling like myself anymore.
So yeah, I'd say I'm sick.