I can feel the darkness rising in my soul, feeling less normal every day. Everyone hates me now, I can feel that nobody cares so why should I? I cant get out, why should I try? Whats the point?
Everyone
September 30th, 2002 | poetic
September 30th, 2002 | poetic
I can feel the darkness rising in my soul, feeling less normal every day. Everyone hates me now, I can feel that nobody cares so why should I? I cant get out, why should I try? Whats the point?