Unpredictable New

I Humiliated Myself At Happy Hour
i truly never thought i'd be this down again there's something so wrong about not being born with wings my head throbs with every breath that i inhale i just want someone to tell me i haven't failed and no one knows just what it feels like to have your own blood hate you, in ways that no one could even imagine and if there was something to kill all this away i'd take it all the time so that i wouldn't feel this way and if my ego hurts just one more time i swear i'll cut it out, i swear i'll shear away all my imperfections and if this sorrow slips into my head then what's left to do but cry away, everything that's kept me from death's arms. From Letras Mania