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The moment..
That moment when you fuck up..and you feel you deserve to have bad things happen to you.. Even if you have to be the one to do the bad things..
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I don’t know who I will be when I wake up. I wear so many mask to hide this face, these scars, this pain
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Wish I was the one that can take your pain away..even if it means it hurting me…but maybe I’m the problem..
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Cries for help are now just a waste of breath…but then again they always were..
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Wish I was good enough…
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Who am I…
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Who am I…
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Not me
I feel I’m not me. Like ice been wearing a costume my whole life. Like I’ve been disappointed with myself for along time. I feel like I can never say the right thing. And all my screaming for help goes on deaf ears
