Just when you think it's over
It hits you again like a brick.
When it comes back, it seems like it'll never leave.
Worthless.
Unworthy.
Attention Whore.
Stupid.
Ugly.
Thoughts that run through my head, they don't leave.
Having a great day, until it hits.
"Did you really do that?"
"You're so stupid. Now they hate you."
"Why did you wear this? You look fat and ugly!"
Are these thoughts true?
Am I really?
So many questions and so much pain.
You don't want to do it, but sometimes it's the only way.
The only way to escape.
You pop them in and let everything leave your mind.
Finally...
Slowly, you fade into darkness.
It's finally over.
