I was a stupid depressed bookworm type of angel. I MEAN... I don't really know if angel is the right word.
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First, I was stoned. I didn't have no emotion yet I was so fucking sensitive. I locked myself up inside me yet I didn't know who I was. I was obsessed about others yet I didn't even talk to them.
I buried myself 16 feet deep and now I kind of see a finger from a hand full of dust and tears from the eyes that I don't trust.
I was in this game and no one played. I was alone. YET I'm still alone... And I will be... forever.
