Tell me what to do when my knees won’t stop shaking,
or how to piece my heart back together when I myself am the one who broke it,
because I don’t know anything anymore,
and lately I don’t even recognize myself in the mirror.
Tell me how to lift the weight off my chest,
or how to wipe away the tears before anyone see’s them,
because I’ve become so fucking fragile, that god, even my friends don’t want to be around me.
Tell me how to get back what I lost, even though I don’t know what I’m searching for,
because my heart can’t take the crushing feeling I get every night, and I’m running out of tears to cry.
— little bit confused little bit crazy