Lost In This World
Yesterday I didn't know who I was. Today I woke up with a slap to the face and realized that I hate the girl I am. I hate everything about her. I feel tired. Used. Abused. I feel like there's something wrong with my head. Like it's about to explode. I don't want to be that girl anymore. And I know exactly who I want to be, I just don't have a clue as to how to even take that first step.
I have things to figure out. I havvee things I really need to figure out. I may disappear. I need time to think. I'm not playing therapist anymore because this is killing me. It's eating away at me. Or like there's poison filling my head. I can't do this anymore. It's not right.
I have things to figure out. I havvee things I really need to figure out. I may disappear. I need time to think. I'm not playing therapist anymore because this is killing me. It's eating away at me. Or like there's poison filling my head. I can't do this anymore. It's not right.