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Kiddo, stop running.
It's just help.
Fears of fire, clowns even...
That's normal.
Fearing help?
That's hazardous.
I feel obsolete.
Not necessarily unwanted.
But uneeded.
Unsuccessful, as well.
Why this sudden rush of failure?
Your guess is as good as mine.
This is usually where I state that I'll be fine.
That I'll do everything on my own.
That I don't need any help.
But hey, a new year calls for a new routine.
So, for anyone who is listening.
HELP.
I tried to get my mind off of things today.
I went to celebration station, just to ride those special go-carts.
Remember? The ones you used to look at when you were little?
The ones that said you couldn't drive without a liscence.
And how when you were a kid, you wanted to do it SO bad.
You wish you had a liscence.
Well, a friend and I remembered those go-carts today.
I went there JUST to ride it.
They change dthe rules, now.
YOu don't need a liscence.
They aren't the special go-carts anymore.
So, it didn't really get my mind off of the bad things.
In a funny way, the fact that the one thing I though would help me out, didn't happen,
It made me realize that I can't do it on my own.
I depend on myself too much.
I think I know how to make things better.
I don't.
I don't.
I don't.
This is it.
This is my distress call.
Is it better to feel dead?
Or is it better to feel an overload of emotions?
Confusion, hate, sadness.
Give me input.
It's just help.
Fears of fire, clowns even...
That's normal.
Fearing help?
That's hazardous.
I feel obsolete.
Not necessarily unwanted.
But uneeded.
Unsuccessful, as well.
Why this sudden rush of failure?
Your guess is as good as mine.
This is usually where I state that I'll be fine.
That I'll do everything on my own.
That I don't need any help.
But hey, a new year calls for a new routine.
So, for anyone who is listening.
HELP.
I tried to get my mind off of things today.
I went to celebration station, just to ride those special go-carts.
Remember? The ones you used to look at when you were little?
The ones that said you couldn't drive without a liscence.
And how when you were a kid, you wanted to do it SO bad.
You wish you had a liscence.
Well, a friend and I remembered those go-carts today.
I went there JUST to ride it.
They change dthe rules, now.
YOu don't need a liscence.
They aren't the special go-carts anymore.
So, it didn't really get my mind off of the bad things.
In a funny way, the fact that the one thing I though would help me out, didn't happen,
It made me realize that I can't do it on my own.
I depend on myself too much.
I think I know how to make things better.
I don't.
I don't.
I don't.
This is it.
This is my distress call.
Is it better to feel dead?
Or is it better to feel an overload of emotions?
Confusion, hate, sadness.
Give me input.