Somedays I wanted to curl up inside myself and hope ill be born anew
I want to cut myself apart and build myself back up like LEGO blocks
And most days I feel like it can’t get worse that crying becomes painfully when chocking on my tears
My bed is a fortress and I am the princess locked inside or maybe I’m a bird in a cage a prisoner with a ball and chain
I want to die
I won’t sugar coat this saying depression is like falling in love
Or you only hate apart of yourself
I can’t look in my mirror anymore
I hate whatever I wear so I don’t leave the house that way I don’t need to Change
I eat to survive not to taste
I live for another day not my tomorrow
I smile for them not myself
but I’m still here
I’m still here