I can’t for the life of me figure out if my numb heart and careless mind are terrible features or great talents.
Ive never shown my emotions in fear that if I did people would pitty or judge me. My feelings hide like cowards in the depths of my thoughts and haunt me whenever Im alone.
I never say I wish anymore. A wish basically doing nothing but still expecting something. Mix effort with a pinch of hope instead.
Theres demons bottled up in me that no one can see. I’m a ship lost at sea, a growing disease.