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WHAT DID YOU GIVE TO FIT IN ??
none comprehend this chaos within-this, re-cu-cursive recapitulation,this, sadness salutation,this... A, B, C, P, T, S, D of me.From young; unconditionally conditioned-as if, obliteration was the mission,as if, self-hatred were the vision, and I'd do ANYTHING to fit in
oh! it's me; fractured mess of nonsense, madness, sadness... i digress; how are you? because this SPOTLIGHT is a getting a little warm for my social anxiety, and~ forget about me! What else can we point to?
Dissociation is *so* second nature that I forgot what first nature felt like.
FALLINGFADING
DOWN DOWN DOWN I GO
here I am, the shadow, hollowed husk of a sad soul, wondering if anything can ever really be made whole?it's in my darkest moment I feel most poetic; stressed, depressed, doing my very best to make sense of itand i know after these rants that I'm blocked by your algorithms i scream into the void hoping someone can find some meaning of some kind..id like to find that myself. I'd like to shake this hell we feel well and move on in health but it's hard to hold hope, when moving through time and space is just really really painful- I stay still for self preservation, pardon the hesitation, but i'm a little overwhelmed.BUT if I could, I would, choose the bliss of okayness; to be okay, and impose okay on the world would be just great, okay? Okay, great. so what do I do?
What do I do?
what did I do to deserve this?i've been searching around the world for some sense of purpose..i can stuff down these emotions, for what feels like forever,or explode in some capacity, as a quaint cry for help;it's the peril of duality; the optimist inside of mewill more than likely kill this cry come morning,but tonight before i go, you should know..tonight, the shadow speaks out; what do I do?
none comprehend this chaos within-this, re-cu-cursive recapitulation,this, sadness salutation,this... A, B, C, P, T, S, D of me.From young; unconditionally conditioned-as if, obliteration was the mission,as if, self-hatred were the vision, and I'd do ANYTHING to fit in
oh! it's me; fractured mess of nonsense, madness, sadness... i digress; how are you? because this SPOTLIGHT is a getting a little warm for my social anxiety, and~ forget about me! What else can we point to?
Dissociation is *so* second nature that I forgot what first nature felt like.
FALLINGFADING
DOWN DOWN DOWN I GO
here I am, the shadow, hollowed husk of a sad soul, wondering if anything can ever really be made whole?it's in my darkest moment I feel most poetic; stressed, depressed, doing my very best to make sense of itand i know after these rants that I'm blocked by your algorithms i scream into the void hoping someone can find some meaning of some kind..id like to find that myself. I'd like to shake this hell we feel well and move on in health but it's hard to hold hope, when moving through time and space is just really really painful- I stay still for self preservation, pardon the hesitation, but i'm a little overwhelmed.BUT if I could, I would, choose the bliss of okayness; to be okay, and impose okay on the world would be just great, okay? Okay, great. so what do I do?
What do I do?
what did I do to deserve this?i've been searching around the world for some sense of purpose..i can stuff down these emotions, for what feels like forever,or explode in some capacity, as a quaint cry for help;it's the peril of duality; the optimist inside of mewill more than likely kill this cry come morning,but tonight before i go, you should know..tonight, the shadow speaks out; what do I do?
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