When I was a kid I was excited as can be. The world was my oyster I could do anything. I think that was due to my uncertainty because the more I figure out who I happen to be I get more stressed and I get more depressed and I lose more and more hours of rest. And I always feel like I'm an unwelcome guest on the surface of the earth's chest. So I write suicide notes and put them over chords and call them songs. And I'm starting to hate the things I once adored so why do I bother at all? But there is not enough time to feel stressed and depressed and be filled with self-hate. I need to start making my life better and eventually great.
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