Sort your thoughts out.

Please.

Someone just kill me. Please.
I don't feel like me. I don't feel like living anymore.
I'm beginning to yearn for death. Silence.
No more emotion. No more pain. No more happiness.
I don't even know what is what anymore.

I'm so lost.

For once. Stop the hitting, stop the shouting.
Just hold me and tell me how much you love me.
Tell me you've sorted your thoughts out.
Tell me you know what you want.
Tell me you aren't against me.
Cause all I see is pure hatred.


What the hell is this.
Enemies I see?
Enemies of which I know not of.
Unfamiliar faces who have supposedly heard the worst of me.
How is this even possible.
Dudes and dudettes, dont judge me till you know me.

What the hell is this madness. Absurdity. Pure absurdity.