I think the reason why i never ask for my space, when i need it the most, is because when im alone, i’m afraid of myself. But all i dream about when im surrounded by other faces, is running away, miles and miles into the woods, until my feet are dirt, running and running, hiding away, taking a swan dive off a cliff and finally meeting peace,getting to look it in the face,but its just a thought, i can never find that place, because im looking through a fantasy, cursed to daydream for the rest of my days
little sleep + no food + overexxhaustion + stress + starting to cry + get it together = leave me alone
La,la, la, welcome to my brain, nearing the end of winter and start to spring into the warmth, been hibernating for far too long- cabin fever got me singin the same song,over and over, wishing for flower & clover, underneath the white and ice and wind- rebirth can start again- soon