Sometimes I just stare out the window
No idea where my head even goes
I’m disassociating again
The demons are coming in
I just want to let them
Take over, control me
It’s so much easier to just give them the reigns
I’m much more fun that way
People seem to like me better anyway
Now I’m the boring girl
I’m getting my head straight
All this positivity is making people irate
What am I to do?
I’ve never lived for myself
Never existed
Never been able to see a future
They’re petting my head
Telling me it’s okay
Just let go
Cut, loose
I’m staring out the window again
Disassociation should be a sin
I can’t let these demons win
Mar 3, 2025
Mar 3, 2025 at 11:42 AM UTC
Sometimes I just stare out the window
No idea where my head even goes
I’m disassociating again
The demons are coming in
I just want to let them
Take over, control me
It’s so much easier to just give them the reigns
I’m much more fun that way
People seem to like me better anyway
Now I’m the boring girl
I’m getting my head straight
All this positivity is making people irate
What am I to do?
I’ve never lived for myself
Never existed
Never been able to see a future
They’re petting my head
Telling me it’s okay
Just let go
Cut, loose
I’m staring out the window again
Disassociation should be a sin
I can’t let these demons win
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