This morning I’m so dillusional
I can’t even see straight
the world is turning to black
I think I’ve met my fate
The colors spin out of control
there is nothing to grab onto
my mind is blurred, my throat is caught
I don’t know what to do
Every morning is ******* like this
I’m so sick of dealing with this ****
I’m getting to the point of just cutting again
to keep myself from having a fit
but that ****** me off even more
it’s because I’m so ******* crazy
that fact eats away at my soul
causing my eyes to get hazy
I have such a headache
why do I do this to myself?
why can’t I just calm the **** down?
why can’t I be like everybody else?
It’s just so embarrassing not knowing when I’ll explode
I get so ******* upset that it causes me to throw up
All of this anger. Where does it come from?
Life is going great
out of nowhere I’m turned upside down
and I become so full of hate
Knowing that just makes me feel worse
and the cycle repeats all over again
I’m so tired of dealing with this
when will this chaos end?
Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 8:16 PM UTC
This morning I’m so dillusional
I can’t even see straight
the world is turning to black
I think I’ve met my fate
The colors spin out of control
there is nothing to grab onto
my mind is blurred, my throat is caught
I don’t know what to do
Every morning is ******* like this
I’m so sick of dealing with this ****
I’m getting to the point of just cutting again
to keep myself from having a fit
but that ****** me off even more
it’s because I’m so ******* crazy
that fact eats away at my soul
causing my eyes to get hazy
I have such a headache
why do I do this to myself?
why can’t I just calm the **** down?
why can’t I be like everybody else?
It’s just so embarrassing not knowing when I’ll explode
I get so ******* upset that it causes me to throw up
All of this anger. Where does it come from?
Life is going great
out of nowhere I’m turned upside down
and I become so full of hate
Knowing that just makes me feel worse
and the cycle repeats all over again
I’m so tired of dealing with this
when will this chaos end?
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: Febuary. 8, 2011 Tuesday 8:26 A.M.
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