It felt wrong to have attention when all i wanted was space It felt wrong to look in the mirror And see my hated face
To know the thoughts that lie behind To hate, to love to waste my time There was no meaning and so i cried Because why the **** am i still alive?
This was me last year, nowadays it's rare for me to feel like this. I thank everyone who ever supported me in the hope that you was this. Love you all <3