The blue skies you see
Was the gray skies for me.
Tell me I'm colour blind
But no! That's the emptiness inside me.

My shadow in the mirror
That's the blurred charrade of my life.
Horrible wounded girl
Whole life was trash and ******.

Anger
Hatred
Depression
Sorrow
Sadness
Self-hate
Teribble breakdown it is.
Just wanna be free from this chains.

I want it to be treated like illness.
Need to recover and be okay within days.