My mind's having a riot. It was so messy that I think my demon woke up. Apparently, she might be uncontrollable. Guilt filling my heart, depression going through my head. I feel very uncertain whenever I wake up every day. It's like I'm living in fear.
I'm a disappointment to everyone. I can't bottle it up anymore. I've gone through countless shit. And I'm always the one who has to give in first. Always. When will it be my turn? To wait for others to apologize to me first? It's just like asking for fuck first and they'll give it to me.
I'm sorry if I'm a fucking burden in your lives.
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