Dead inside
Dead outside
I dead don’t wanna go outside.
I overwhelm by myself, inside.
I am very lonely.
Not crying for help.
I wish I never put my hands on *drKiwi*. Her affection is needed right now.
Why am I so depressed? I have my music, I have fame… I can’t feel the joy I have. I’m hurt by the slightest joke. I hate how sensitive I’ve gotten. I am ALL ABOUT LOVE. I lyrically left Jay-Z alone. I honor Eminem though innovation. I use my soul for Dilla. I’m not wrong.
StarChasers, I’d hate to let you down. But I am obsessed with death. God is working on me.
I don’t wan to cry for help. I gotta do this on my own.
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