I need to get this shit outta my head. one way or another I'll end up dead if I don't get this shit outta my head. I've lied to you, this is true. But nothing you could ever say could stop me from feeling this way. You try your very hardest, I know. I'm so afraid that I'll have to live my life this way that I resent myself for talking to you. I'm scared of what I don't know. You're hiding something from me and it shows. I see it in your eyes and in your voice. I see the way my words just sound like noise to you. I feel my heart breaking in two, every time I say one word to you. I feel as though I hate you. I know this isn't true. But you've hurt me so. You've failed me and you know. I'm scared and I'm scarred, both inside and out. There is no doubt. I must forge through life without a soul to lean on. Alone and scared. Feeling neglected and rejected. Connected.
