box after box and you're still by my side
.eciralc si eman ym, olleh
i don't know why i'm doubting everything
don't know why i'm worrying
don't know why i've started counting things again
don't know why i can't beat it
things are perfect
outside of my head
i keep asking myself
why i can't just be someone else
why i have to be trapped in my shitty body,
my shitty appearance,
my shitty mind.
i'm a dumb jealous bitch.
i break into tears now,
just wondering why i'm clarice banovich.
instead of someone beautiful
instead of someone talented
instead of someone incredible
instead of someone.. not me.
i am torturing myself inside of my head
and can't get out
its like a maze.
i wish i could describe what i see when i close my eyes,
just me in chains, trying to walk in a blank white room
but unable to keep my balance
its pretty significant to how im feeling
i'm just another angsty teen,
angry at the world and everyone else
i hate myself