Breakdown

These constant thoughts of my desperate need for affection is starting to take its toll on me. Im drained, i cant focus, i cant sleep, i cant live. All i can do with my time alone is find different ways to suppress my thoughts and tell myself everything is gonna be okay. I guess Mariah said it best,

Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
‘Cause I don’t want to reveal the fact that I’m suffering
So I wear my disguise ’til I go home at night
And turn down all the lights and then break down and cry

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