I just can't everything that I thought wouldn't happen, happened and you can say your welcome, because it’s your fault no it’s not I'm just throwing the blame around for this mood I'm in maybe its all artificial, maybe I'm superficial maybe my moods are all inconsistent because they aren't true but maybe they are true after all, and maybe he's right and they just go without your word and you have to feel what they are and you can't stop them or change them but maybe I want another emotion for once for longer than just a few hours or so maybe happiness for at least a week at a time not these tragic mood swings that end in me flailing myself all over the place and screaming at my stereo as if its the only thing that will listen to me as if that song that’s blasting from the speakers will drown out my voice a little longer so maybe in a few hours I won't have to hear myself any longer. I won't have to hear myself heave anymore and feel the salt from this fluid that keeps coming out of my puffy eyes maybe for once people would be true …I thought I knew, I thought I knew

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