Some Shit She Said .

ANTIPSYCHOTICS .

Can my insanity justify why I've been hiding?
You would too if you looked around to find a world full of lunatics.

Morons.

Pessimists.

Who are all trying to convince me that existence is a trap.

Cowards.

All of them.

Just stop by my secret hiding sometimes and meet the serenity within the darkness.
Feel happy even when the "crazy people" toxins are filling up your lungs.

Drowning.

Gasping for acceptance.

I pity your desperation.

Just come here and sit with me for a while.
Silently dwell in my realm of existence.