i think sometimes that i care too much.
as in, people dun need my help. dun need me.
yet when i overhear and stuff, i tot that maybe i should help
but it turns out that im unnecessary

you fool.

Whose eyes am I behind
I dont recognize anything that I see
Whose skin is this design
I dont want this to be the way that you see me
I dont understand anything anymore
In this world that Im tired of
Is taking me right up these walls
That I climb up
To get to your story
Its anything but ordinary
And when the world is on its knees with me its fine
And when I come to the rescue I get nothing but left behind
Everybody seems to be getting what they need where's mine
Cause your what I need so badly but im anything but ordinary
Can you save me from this world of mine
Before I get myself arrested with this expectation
You are the one, look what you've done
What have you done?
This is not some kind of joke, you're just a kid
You weren't ready for what you did, no.

how true.

Theres a girl in my mirror
I wounder who she is
Sometimes I think I know her
Sometimes I really wish I did
Theres a story in her eyes
Lullabys and goodbyes
when shes lookin back at me
I can tell her heart is broken easily

almost feel as though im spiralling downwards into this huge vortex in which there's no end and no one can help while i go down.
pretty scary.