I'm terrified

I don't think I'll get over this

I am a slave to my own conformity

Self-satisfy

A pacifist by nature

Passive aggressive

Introverted and a self indulgent fuck

Every night is the same;

A constant cycle

A constant heartache

And a reoccurring disappointment

The crippling realization that I'll

Never be okay. I'll never be okay

I'm frail

And I've grown too tired that I can't even force myself to speak to you

Glossophobic atrocity;

My own mouth is my enemy

Glossophobic atrocity;

I'll watch my bridges burn right in front of me

And from night to night I repeat to myself

Over and over

To be alive doesn't mean Im living

And to be living does nott mean I'll die

If my body and my mind can't find some sort of peace inside

I'm harboring

My apathy

I'm struggling

With my wants and needs

December ain't the same

I forget to speak my mind

How to make sense of my words