I don't exactly understand
why the feelings i feel are so bland
why they dint smoother me in color
or why my thoughts always smoother
why is the pain all coming back
i hate feelings that are crazy unreal
i hate this life thats so surreal
i hate that I'm fake 90 percent of the time
and i cant tell the truth
because I'm caught in a lie
and i always feel guilty
and hate that i do
i don't understand me
i don't understand my mind
this bleak reality I'm living..
i wish it would die..
