Thursday, March 25, 2010
5:25 PM ●

I've brought about the downfall.

Lots of thoughts going through my mind.
Really unclear of what i want.
The bottle's overflowing, the doors closed.
Much as i want to pour it all out, there's no one out there who really understands.
I wanna shout it out, but there's no one to shout it to.
Needing someone to open those doors, to pull me out of misery.
I no longer want to live behind that mask anymore, but theres no choice.
Putting on that stupid smile when my mood is rock bottom.
I just long to be myself, not having to act like a total different person.
I don't really understand myself.
Who's the real me? I never knew the answer to that.
Trying in vain to pull myself out.

xxxxxx

( Run to the city. )