I came, I saw, I got anxious, I left
it feels like in a cartoon
you know, how they slam a character from one side to another repeatly for *comedy*
it's like that but slow mo sometimes
*listens to "The Grey" - Movements*
I don't think you understand that I will never understand why you've been like this for so long
maybe I am insane
incredibly delusional
maybe it's my brain
maybe this is futile
maybe I am to blame
my insides are draining out, volatile
maybe I'm too vain
the screams no longer audible
maybe this is stained
with our memories from the carnival
maybe I've been framed
the likelihood is probable
maybe I am shame
a personified individual
maybe you miss the fame
you were always so remarkable
maybe one day I'll explain
all those unforseen obstacles
Abril Andrade
every single person you know has something in their life and past that is probably worth collapsing to the ground in an uncontrollably sobbing heap over, so be nice to each other and tell good jokes