Pilot

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You don't know me - that's okay
You wanna know ?
There isn't much to tell 'bout me.
Mother narcisstic
Sister mentally ill
Possible I have OCD
Not popular in public
I still hope I will

Nobody's my name
In my life, everyday's the same.
I go to school - coming home
But my house doesn't feel like a house
It feels like a prison and I don't have the key
Everyday I think about me
Because I wanna know what's wrong with me.

But my mind isn't that nice.

It says I'm crappy and numb
I'll never get happy - It says I'm dumb
It says I'm useless and alone
I'm wortless - It says I'd better drink acetone
And if I'll never be happy - it's better to kill myself
It's easier than hating myself.
But they'll miss me if I'd kill myself.

Even if my mind says no?

My mind is a motherfucker
Maybe he's right?
When I just live for the pain
When there's no one who'll miss me
That's the only way I will be free
I know it's not normal to have these feelings in my brain
To don't be alright
To be such a sucker

But these feelings are me
Maybe it's a kind of OCD
That's why I think about myself - over and over
To find this prison-key.

But my mind isn't that nice

It says I'm an ODD and a creep
This isn't OCD - It says I'm just a junk heap
It says I'll never find love and I'll never find friends
It scores 15/love - it ends
There are people who'll miss me. Even if it ends

Even if my mind says no?

But more and more I think my mind's right
My life is a mess, I don't want anymore
The game will end soon - 50/love
Maybe the prison isn't my house.
Maybe the prison is just my mind
I will loose the war
Maybe I need Thanos glove
Rushing into the clouds
Then maybe I'll be fine

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