there's something completely wrong with my head
when self-hatred slowly started to spread
from the moment i was crying at midnight in my bed
till laying on the floor wishing i was dead
those issues in me
are growing bigger and stronger
day by day
i'm turning into a monster
as the pain gets sharper
i'm drowning in sorrow
in moments of frustration
i'm scared of tomorrow
"but don't worry, i'm fine"
even though i say it as a lie
well, at least i'll try
to look better even if i'm ripped inside
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PoetryЖивотът ме направи една бъркотия от емоции. Оплитам се в собствения си хаос с всеки изминал ден и чувството е задушаващо. Но изкуството освобождава душата ми от болката и я превръща в нещо красиво. Това е мигът, в който се чувствам свободна. Думите...
