Screaming inside but silent on the exterior
Running in my mind
Sitting in reality
Life is far superior
Barely eating
Barely drinking
In a depressed, undressed, uncontrollable way of thinking
Can’t stand the light
Can’t stop blinking
There is no cure to any of this
Who I was in the past
Is the one thing in life I just can’t help but miss
Happiness is a reality that I have held
But why, when it’s over,
Do I venture back into this hell
Help me, I ask my own shadow
For inside of me is the place of this battle
Go to work every day, like everything’s okay
Making others smile, the highlight of my day
Pathetic is how I feel, like a baby, can’t stop complaining
You’re probably reading this,
Thinking it’s so fucking draining.
Does being sick make you a baby
