I'm basically screaming for help
No one can save me and they shouldn't have to
But a really big piece of me wishes someone would
im addicted to anything that might make me smile
Even for a little bit
The worst thing for me is myself
Its like having an abusive voice in your mind at all times
A monster that sits in the back of your head, pulling chunks of your brain away until nothing is left but scraps
No one understands anything I say because this angste is too complicated to explain to anyone
It hurts
