The pain under my eye

It aches, it irritates, what is it! It's an unexpected and unaccepted simple! The heck did I just wrote! Hate it when something nice happens and I refuse it since I haven't have the feeling for a long time I feel it's presence to be false! But that sounds too jolly good for me today, but then I wouldn't have anything else to like! I can imagine what I look like when I refuse, and I hate it! I say this over and over! I should just turn back to not knowing a thing and thinking, no, not thinking at all! Just living and having fun and not worrying about any damn thing! But that's not mature, I don't actually know how people my age really think, because I don't ask them or even have the chance! I'm picky about answers, if you don't tell me your crystal clear opinion not tainted with your pity then I'll take it!