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I don't understand a lot of things but that's okay because I am who I am. There's nothing wrong with being yourself. When you were born you broke the mold and created yourself throughout your journey of life. Everyday is a new page and a new chapter that you created. Maybe with a little help along the way but in the end, it is your life and no one else's.
I'll get my air back without you.
I don't think I will ever get over the pain you've caused me. You're sick. What's worse is you don't even know it yet. You push it down. Suffocate on it.
I can't breath anymore. You took my breath away and left me with head-pain. The world is dizzy. You both messed me up good.
Please get better. Not for me, but for you. You both.
You can't see anymore because you pushed the world so far back. Reality is a little fuzzy for you. It's all a blur.
As for you.. Well. I have no more words for you. You're the worst kind of person, and you'll have to live with that for the rest of your life.
Pity.
I pity you both.
You should be oh so luck
It's Just Medicine
Some may not have known that I was depressed for about 10years of my life after my dad passed away when I was 7. At around the end of last year (2013) I was on 2 different anti-depressants. When I had to start taking them, I stood in my kitchen looking at the pill for 5mins crying until I finally took it. I was scared it was going to mess with my mind and I wouldn't be myself anymore, but that was kinda the point. I didn't know what it felt to be happy. I switched my meds and upped them twice. I came off of the meds around the end of January/early February (2014). A bit after in February I woke up feeling light and happy. It was the first tim
The Journy
I've loved and lost but yet nothing really matters. I am one in a billion others whom all strive for greatness. We stand on our feet looking down at the ones that don't reach our level. My head in the clouds while you try and bring me down. Above the smog I breath with ease but with you at my feet I feel as if I have to come down to help pull you up. I don't know what I want with my life or who I want in it. How can one like many? Life is complicated but yet I feel normal. I go what other humans go through and it's all 100% normal. That's all what really matters. We love, we loose, we strive for greatness and sometimes we fail, but we always
Mental
You make me feel like a disease, like I have some illness that you are afraid to catch. You say I should be in a mental hospital or hooked up to machines. I feel unloved and depressed as if I am never going to get better. The pills don't work and neither does the help. The only thing that does work is the herb and that's the one thing no one wants me on. I am attracted to so many yet none at all because of the way I am treated and the person you are. I am lost and missing, I am running. I am mental.
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