i-am-crazy-and-i-cant-be-controlled

I am so done. done with everything. I will run from everything to keep myself alive. To keep myself from losing control. But I also don’t want people to worry, so I just run inside myself. I put on a mask to hide. I cant get the mask off. It is stuck to my face. I don’t remember what I look like. My mask is crazy and taking over my life. Who am I?