I want to lose touch with reality
I'm depressed. I feel so misunderstood. I feel like nobody's really listening. BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH. That's all it ever is.
My words are meaningless. What were once sweet, musical notes floating off my tongue have become angry screeches and harmful bites. My world shatters down upon me, there is nothing I can do.
I remember that depressed, angry at the world, not caring to ever be happy feeling. I almost forgot what it felt like. Now I AM that feeling. It's taking over my mind.
I. CAN. NOT. WIN.
No matter how many good things come my way, something bad always has to balance it out.
I need drugs. Sobriety is harsh.
My words are meaningless. What were once sweet, musical notes floating off my tongue have become angry screeches and harmful bites. My world shatters down upon me, there is nothing I can do.
I remember that depressed, angry at the world, not caring to ever be happy feeling. I almost forgot what it felt like. Now I AM that feeling. It's taking over my mind.
I. CAN. NOT. WIN.
No matter how many good things come my way, something bad always has to balance it out.
I need drugs. Sobriety is harsh.