Sick
I feel so disgusted with myself today. What was I thinking?
I know that I am changing. It's up for debate whether it's a good or bad change.
I'm constantly stuffing all this anger down my throat. I'm afraid that one day, all of it will come bursting out and I will do something I will regret. I want to tear down something. I want to destroy something beautiful.
I want to get your voice out of my head. It's constantly finding fault. It's vindicative and contradictory. I want you to shut up and leave me the fuck alone.
I am my own greatest nemesis.
I know that I am changing. It's up for debate whether it's a good or bad change.
I'm constantly stuffing all this anger down my throat. I'm afraid that one day, all of it will come bursting out and I will do something I will regret. I want to tear down something. I want to destroy something beautiful.
I want to get your voice out of my head. It's constantly finding fault. It's vindicative and contradictory. I want you to shut up and leave me the fuck alone.
I am my own greatest nemesis.