What's wrong? They ask you. What's wrong? Are you okay? Tell me, you can trust me, I can understand. They expect you to open up in front of them just because they told you to. Yeah, have a breakdown in front of you, tell you about every fucking thought that's crossing my mind, how would it feel to kill someone, to have his memories, his feelings and his dreams in your hands, how would it feel? You're insane, they tell you, really, you should see someone, it's for your own good. Yeah, understood, right, you don't understand a fucking thing. You just go on and on about how you're a good listener and you're helping everyone, but you're a little shit, you dont't get a fucking thing I'm saying, you don't even bother trying. Everything's wrong, nothing's right, maybe the side of my body, but not even that is straight. That's people vision. Make kids, well I don't want kids. I don't want to live at all. I don't want a familly. I want to disappear already. I want to be pregnant though, to have something that is just mine, all mine, protected from anyone's dirty hands. Maybe I should kill myself while being pregnant. That'd be perfect. I'll keep destroying myself. Smoke, drink, become a whore in people's eyes. Destroy your body, cut it, bruise it, rip it off dammit. Don't you dare fall for someone. It doesn't deserve you giving up on the plan. Think about how the last drop of life will leave your body, think about it, dream about it. That's what you should fall for. Maybe this is wrong in your eyes but for me this is perfect. Nothing's wrong, everything's okay, you can leave me alone now.
