to fall like a parachute
I feel like I'm falling back to how I was before. Lonely, afraid of those judging eyes, afraid of how my actions would affect how people around me reacted, hiding my true self. This sudden upset, anxious and pathetic feeling is piercing through me and I really hope it only lasts for tonight.
If I were mad, or were in an asylum, I wouldn't have to think about how people would look at me for what I do. I could do whatever I wanted, say what I wanted to, and perhaps run to you as much as I wanted to.
Can I fall safely?
If I were mad, or were in an asylum, I wouldn't have to think about how people would look at me for what I do. I could do whatever I wanted, say what I wanted to, and perhaps run to you as much as I wanted to.
Can I fall safely?