My Side of the Story Vol. I

165.) None of My Tears Matter

I don't know what this feeling is and I want it all to stop. I'm so fucking exhausted who wants to do a brain swap? Because right now it seems like the thoughts never end. It seems like a menagerie, chaos's perfect blend. I feel trapped in my head with nowhere to go. I didn't know that even with support, my thoughts could sink so low. I don't want it to end but I just want a break. For once I don't want to worry about lives being at stake. I want it all to stop, at least for a while. I try my very best to hide it all with humor and a smile. But then the cracks start to show, and all of sudden it shatters. All of sudden I start crying but none of my tears matter.