the miserable life of a miserable teenager

They won’t shut up about how I’m a good,

normal person.

Although, I don’t feel normal.

I know, my actions will be.

Seems I have some sort of rational mind to know better.

So relax, deep breaths.

This isn’t the diary of a serial killer.

Or someone who committed suicide.

I will be alright some day, everything will go back to normal.

One day, I won’t feel it all so intensely and I’ll wanna stay.

Can’t tell if I’m trying to convince

you or myself.