Count backwards from ten the repeat again. Ok .
Ten. My shouts were in raged with anger tears pouring this isn't me I'm not myself
Nine. My heart pounding wanting to scream out help me save me from myself and the destruction I was bringing
Eight. A room full of faces and I feel so alone I hate myself. Why can't I be different it just wanna feel normal
Seven. Times if passing me buy I can't live like this it's too much to bear pulling out pieces of my stressly thin hair
Six.spewing out my life story like a tipped over cup of coffee. Ahhhh I needed that. To never dream never let my thoughts follow me while I sleep
Five. Yea...I'm feeling kinda better but just telling my story was not half tha letter my deepest darkest secrets would haunt me till I die
Four. All the cards are on the table and I have a terrible hand keeping me trapped in this corner were I stand begging for apology accepted n everything will be ok
Three. It's just the beginning of the worst to come
Two. Your almost there
One. Breath no more holding in let it out there ya go finally the light and it was all on me burning a deep hole in my heart revealing all my sins. This is only