Have you ever felt the urge to call out for someone but it feels like you're trapped in some sound deafening cage with only you and your terrible, depressing thoughts as company
Wanting to help but being the helpless
Wanting to make a nosie, but you're the mute
When you want to change but after two years of TRYING, STRIVING, and DYING to be the person you want to be, going to Hell and back still isn't enough