defaced by the dhc (nemesystm)

 
 
I LAY DOWN.
I lay down and cry,
today I'd like to die.
My feelings weren't hurt,
but they're already always in the dirt.

I never thought I could feel this way,
and now I'm here, I don't know what to say.
Winding roads leading me to the same place,
its What to do in my case.

I feel like I'll never be enough,
not enough me, not enough stuff.
I feel self-centered, and fat,
I'm actually skinny, but the mind is tough.

Running away never works they say,