It's come to the point
I am convinced that
Whatever I say is true
is not
And what I say is not true,
Is.
And it scares me
That I cannot trust my own word,
And I cannot trust my own mind.
And you are fed up with helping.
And I am doubting him.
I don't know what to do
At this point.
When I need my mind the most
It leaves
It hides
It cowers.
Jul 30, 2013
Jul 30, 2013 at 12:58 PM UTC
It's come to the point
I am convinced that
Whatever I say is true
is not
And what I say is not true,
Is.
And it scares me
That I cannot trust my own word,
And I cannot trust my own mind.
And you are fed up with helping.
And I am doubting him.
I don't know what to do
At this point.
When I need my mind the most
It leaves
It hides
It cowers.
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