Sometimes it hurts too much. Sometimes I just don't understand how so much pain can fit inside one person.
I feel pathetic. Useless. Lonely, so lonely, I hate being lonely.
There's a scream inside me, without beginning or end. The scream I'm constantly not screaming. I'm cold all the way into my soul. I'm a desert. I'm dead.
I'm a fucking emo. I despise myself for it. I just don't know what I'm supposed to do.