I'm a total wreck. Afraid to let anyone near. Afraid they'll see the real me.
The problem with resolutions is they're only as solid as the person making them.
I mean, if you're gonna purposely lose your mind, you want to get it back some day. Don't you? Okay, maybe not.
No way to get away. No way to get away. Little change to sneak away... insanity.
Can a dream be wrong? Aren't dreams God's way of telling you things?
Anger requires energy, something I don't dare waste on what cannot be altered.