Can someone please come check my sanity.

No scratch that my mind is mine not yours.

But really love isn't something you just get.

Sometimes it's just what happens.

This music that you say is bad is really my way to escape.

You've always told me drugs are bad, but they numb the pain that adults just can't seem to see.

Don't ask me to repeat myself, cus everything I'm saying under my breath is for me.

I've tried to tell you that I can't be around you but 'No" doesn't seem to mean anything.

I'm numb but you know I don't really care anymore.

Cuts on my wrists and thoughts in my head.

I wish I didn't have to do this, but really I'm lost.

I think it's time for me to take a deep breath and wash out my insides.

But then you'd see my thoughts and that's not something I can show you.

My faith is fading along with my happiness.

I don't know who I am.

Let me say that again.

I don't know

who I

am.