Worried about being hospitalized again. Really worried about everything because I'm getting worse and my therapist sends me to the ER at the drop of a hat and they don't let me go easily because I present as a danger to myself no matter what I say. I'm not doing well at all. My life is Crap and I wonder around aimlessly every day with my head down. People call me Sir and I realize the years are flying by and I'm Not living. I look like hell and it matches how I'm feeling inside on the outside. This is not living. I can't go back and get the years back. The hell with everything. Screw it!!!
"...Summertime, and the livin's easy, Bradley's on the microphone with Ras MG, All the people in the dance will agree, That we're well-qualified to represent the L.B.C.." Doin' Time, Lana Del Rey
I am unstable as usual. I have to love the calm moments I get tho'.
"...Summertime, and the livin's easy, Bradley's on the microphone with Ras MG, All the people in the dance will agree, That we're well-qualified to represent the L.B.C.." Doin' Time, Lana Del Rey
Have you ever confused a dream with life? Or stolen something when you have the cash? Have you ever been blue? Or thought your train moving while sitting still? Maybe I was just crazy. Maybe it was the 60's. Or maybe I was just a girl... interrupted.
I know what it's like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit in but you can't. How you hurt yourself on the outside to try to kill the thing on the inside. I tried groups, didn't work out just made my depression a lot worse.
Have you ever confused a dream with life? Or stolen something when you have the cash? Have you ever been blue? Or thought your train moving while sitting still? Maybe I was just crazy. Maybe it was the 60's. Or maybe I was just a girl... interrupted.
I know what it's like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit in but you can't. How you hurt yourself on the outside to try to kill the thing on the inside. I tried groups, didn't work out just made my depression a lot worse.
