I’ve been f*cking with this life for a while now. Been f*cking up this site for some time now. Types of feelings got me blind now, can’t see the light, can’t hear my mind now. Someone help me find my way, someone help me, make me stay. I can’t see a point to the next day, I can’t stand the feeling in my brain. Trapped inside a glass box, you’re used to seeing me here. You’re used to making me disappear. How can I be gone when I never existed?