Honestly I'm running out of words
I feel I'm repeating myself over and over again
Every time I loose hope
You increase it
I hate that
Honestly I hate how my mind responds to you
Small things make go all weird
It's like I've never made progress
I want to just unravel all these emotions and throw them away
I'm tired of feeling this way
I'm tired of writing unorganized thoughts
I'm tired of having hope and imagining
I'm tired of waiting with open arms
I jump away from reality
How am I going to stop drowning
I wanna kill this hope I have
I wanna move on
Leave these cheesy feelings
Go back to my old self
The one who had walls
And the one who was safe from these feelings
