I need stillness, I need quite, I need silence to get by….and I seldom ever get this
So much shit
All around me
It don’t quit
I can’t handle too many noises…. what is it, I don’t get it
I need limits
I tried to fix this
I went everywhere and to everyone imaginable in attempts to relieve it…to be freed from it
No one could comprehend the tension within
Like mad men
Angst within
Merciless nervousness
I’m always fucking drowning in
They couldn’t handle it
Demonized it
But they’ve never been places where your so stressed and gone crazy that you can’t help but react like a caged animal in fear of everything…
If you felt this too…I don’t think you could live with it
If it hadn’t been for years of constant suffering from this, I prolly would not be able to cope too long…this shit is dangerous
You hate yourself… you can’t get over it
I’ve lived with this… it’s a horror flick
And you still all decide how to define it…how and why I act and feel like this.
