“I don't know what to say I don't know what to feel I don't know how to think Because none of it is real Feelings are not fact They are a fairytale They are the knife that stabs your back They make you lose and fail We lose ourselves in ourselves But we only search outside the box Claustrophobic in our bodies So we jump out and run away And in another we get lost People bend you back and forth Until you shatter on their skin You wrestle to get out of it But you're attracted to stay in I don't know what to do I've forgotten how to walk Crawling to get up They don't teach, they only mock”
