To always be confused, to always feel misunderstood.

Alone in this world, always seeing the bad, more than the good.

Lost in my own head, with thoughts running wild. 

Memories suppressed, fleeting moments as a child. 

This world is too fucked up for my own brain to take it. 

Hating all those who can live happy and easy in this shit.

Blind followers scare me. Questions, I cannot live without. 

Pretending not to look around, but, yet, nobody has a doubt.

4/23/12