I need help.
Send me to the bin.
Cut my hair.
Pull my teeth.
But they'll always win.
The thoughts, the sounds, the sensation boiling within.
Push me in a chair.
Straitjacket on.
I'm not a threat to you nor me.
So queue the strange fan fictions.
And just let me be.

YOU ARE READING
Random
RandomLiterally a book filled with random stuff by me, usually stuff from my old journals and my tumblr......
Help
I need help.
Send me to the bin.
Cut my hair.
Pull my teeth.
But they'll always win.
The thoughts, the sounds, the sensation boiling within.
Push me in a chair.
Straitjacket on.
I'm not a threat to you nor me.
So queue the strange fan fictions.
And just let me be.