I feel like I know how I’m gonna go. I feel like it’s gonna be me.
some days it just seems like too much. too many walls to climb. And you can’t get in the footholds. The rain betrays your grip.
It just feels like it’s never gonna be ok. It’s never gonna let up. Like you can never get breathing room
I don’t know who is gonna care when I die
some days it’s really hard to just exist