Anxiety ticking knocking doors down fuck this frustration i feel alone now . Fuck this damn party fuck this damn club, toxins in body i threw away love. All  for this feeling , to feel like the man . God never told me the weight that it brings ,awful thoughts even about beautiful things man distracted pittied and bored . I just want this feeling to die or grow old . Its a leech on my body a stress on my soul , its true , not everything that glitters is gold .Questions are asked if id take you back i think to myself ..no fuck that .
Its not you im after its the feeling you gave, me we used to hug with you i felt safety.Now faker than ever i cant budge this feeling . This rut is no longer appeling .The crowd is just watching as i drown gently and softly ... maybe im vorheez an outcast for nothing .The scariest shit is that someone might read this ,and say this kid is fucked in the head its not a joke we mean it .