Fear.
He runs through my body, every day.
It's always something new, but there's always him.
I want to run and stop feeling this chill in my being, but I don't want to let anyone down.
! WHY AM I LIKE THIS AGAIN?? ¡
My anxiety makes me desperate, and I can't stop being that way.
Not even if I want to
In my dreams I'm better, but I can never help being that way...
It's silly the way I despair about anything.
Silly, how my body lets itself go and also feels my concern
Why do I always get into trouble?
I want to be calm just once
But I know that never
I will find that peace
I want to find myself, again...
My fear and my anger stir in my being, while I think about how to get out, of everything.
And I have no ideas, because I can't move anything, much less my reality, I can't change the way others think, I want to get out of here.
Of everything
I know
Don't ask me anything, because I'll probably tell you the wrong answer, no matter how much I want to say the best one.
Every look kills me, thought and conversation.
Can't you just leave me alone for once?
Nothing is enough for everyone, don't pretend, don't pretend that you understand me because I don't understand myself in many things either.
Don't just think about yourselves, your pride, how I miss having at least a hint of that and saying everything I think.I'm not perfect, even if I want it so much, it's hard for me to even score a damn basketball, everything makes me desperate... they'll call me exaggerated.
Nothing new.
I want to get out of everything, expectations, desires, dreams, disasters, my own mind. But I know, they will call me a coward
Stupid people stealing the first thing they see, they just need to arrive and put a bullet in my head.I'm going to wash my hair, hopefully the water will calm and reach my mind..
