I need nothing to understand my brains ways, seeing through the fakes and undeserving heads. What the fuck should I say to ya? I have less words than I have breath, and my veins start compression from the lack of oxygen getting through my body. Someone so beautiful stuck outside kicking dust in the air, if you would only let me I could free this loneliness locked up inside us.
I try so hard to smile everyday, and with every smile I die just a little inside, my heart will break from this over-anxiousness, here comes the random eye movements you use when not knowing what to say. Speech arranged from A to Z can only touch a special kinda person; in these days I can't hear any voices to help me make my decisions! Sad is the only word for those who don't understand!
Oh God.
Stressed Out
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