December 2011
State of emergency,
Is where I want to be.
All that no-one sees,
You see,
What’s inside of me,
Every nerve that hurts,
You heal,
Deep inside of me, oo-oohh,
You don’t have to speak,
I feel.
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There’s too much Clinging To peak There’s too much Pressure
I am not lonely.
But sometimes it hurts..
why am i so bloody paranoid?:
Laying in bed, haven’t even been out all day, let alone leave my room. Hear a police siren.. “Oh shit, they’re coming for me.”