Her dad used to choke her with love while mine choked up my life, yet she's still comparing her tragedy to me

I don't really care or focus in general, but my head my head thinks too much

Sometimes I feel like we were meant to meet each other, it might be fate and it might be just another curse

I want my inner child to feel safe but my selfish decisions...

Why am I always honest, it's not fair everyone around me is lying at me

No one ever felt guilty for what I've been through when I was young
Now it's my turn to play blind

when you start feeling like ''don't touch me'' <<<

Do I sound that depressed? I'm playing at the swing eating icecream
It's just those annoying voices

Him >>>

How you gonna fix this?
You can't even fix yourself

I always ask myself hurtful questions, so if someone did I wouldn't be surprised

يا ناس نبي شاورما

You've been warned about demons under your bed, but darling don't worry I'm the type that comes on the bed