No, it really doesn't help me that you keep asking time after time if I've read today, when I'm going to read or am I going to read tomorrow. I. Does. Not. Help. At. All. It just makes me even more anxious and depressed and to be honest, you're just making it worse. It's not like I don't know already that I should be reading fucking 30 hours a day.
3 days, 30 years, so hopeless, it doesn't matter
hang on when you're barely breathing,
hang on when your heart's still breathing
hang on
just don't ever let go
Hang On - Plumb
I'm so tired of being this way. I've told myself so many times to get a grip, move on and start behaving. It just doesn't seem to help. I'm tired and would just like to sleep forever. I can't seem to get excited about anything and anything I do just makes me more anxious than what I was before. I always end up falling back here.
It sucks.
I want it to stop.
I do not want to be afraid
I do not want to die inside just to breathe in
I'm tired of feeling so numb
Relief exists I find it when
I am cut
I may seem crazy
Or painfully shy
And these scars wouldn't be so hidden
If you would just look me in the eye
I feel alone here and cold here
Though I don't want to die
But the only anesthetic that makes me feel anything kills inside
Cut - Plumb
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