theres something wrong with me today. ive been paranoid all day. i had an anxiety attack. i ditched my guitar lesson and i spent a half hour in my bed thinking every car that passed by was my dad. something little and stupid happened and i freaked out completely and im still freaking out.
why wont my parents put me on meds. im scared of tomorrow.
now youre really done with me and all my complications how i wreck homes and lives and i live the life of the night even if it isnt really me thats all anyone sees ever
last night me and my parents had the worst fight we've ever had. my dad tried shoving me in the car and taking me to the police station. i was flipping out. i wrote this, and looking back on it scares me:
Do not breathe so loud, they might hear your precious breath in the night. Is this really what you've been waiting for? Is this slew of mediocrity what you have been striving for? Do you have no regret for the things youve taken from others and only trashed with barren hate and excuses? How does one go on living the life of a has-been. But no, you
( Read more... )