Wannabe dark days? If you can be insecure about security and secure about insecurity I guess anything is possible.
I don't care what she says. No one can call this sanity. I'm paranoid, possibly delusional, maybe even have a major disorder. I'm completely detached from reality. Nothing makes sense to me, and everything that shouldn't make sense does. I see logic as debatable and facts as the shields of the weak. When I'm angry I make monsters to smash things. I try to see into the future, the minds and souls of those around me, and even the fifth dimension. I get the feeling that a thing that can't be seen is calling me to something. It used to be an annoyance. Now when I sense it in public it scares me. Some times I'm so scared, nothing makes sense and I'm so scared...
And now I can feel myself slipping. It's only a matter of time now. Only a matter of time. Who knows? Maybe I'll die tonight.
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As long as I'm holding your hand, I am not going to let you slip. Flip it, I'd never let you fall.
Who is to say who is insane these days? Really.
Everyone has a disorder. Everyone can be diagnosed. Real life isn't real anymore. People look at themselves and can do nothing but hate it. Hate it all and want nothing more than to be different. The 'sane' ones, they look at newspapers and magazines and dream of something they can never, never have. They lie to themselves.
People stare into a world where people are starving, dying, and where people are dying to get to where they think the best place is.
You don't like your image? Disorder.
Don't like your job? Disorder.
Can't learn like everyone else? Disorder.
You can't diagnose life anymore. You can't look into other peoples' heads and define who they are.
It isn't right. It isn't it.
That's not why we're here.
Pull back now. It's not to late.
Don't fall into their despair. Or one they've made you create.
No. Flip it all. No.
You want real life? You want happiness?
See the upsidedown tree and know what I say is true.
What kind of messed up, topsy turvy world do we live in?
Which way is up.
Don't die on me now. Don't.
There's too much that needs to be uncovered. Life isn't just black and white. It's not. No.
You say I'm beautiful. You do. I'm living to believe you. I'm living to find it all. There is some beauty in this world.
If you can stop lying, why can't I?
You feel and see things other people don't. Ever consider that they should? That you can do something we lost a long time ago? That we couldn't quite grasp.
That's not insane. And I won't let you be taken away. No.
When everybody is angry they smash things. It's true. Everyone gets angry. Why must there be an excuse for it?
Don't slip.
I want to pull you back.
You know there's something to live for in this world. You know it. I know you know it.
Don't hide it.
Not just black and white.
I'm stronger than I look. I know it. If I can pull together then anything is possible.
I write sessions that I can't see. I can dream.
What would I do without you?
I wouldn't have a name. Michael would never bother to learn it.
Empty. That's what it would be.
Complete and utter emptiness. Who would hug me? Who would pull me back? Who would love me? Who would tell me only the truth?
I know now why we uprooted our lives and moved here. I know why I left everything I grew up with. I know why my mum didn't consider leaving. I know why. I know why I do what I do. I know why this is the way it is. I know it changes- everything does. There is no constant except for love. I know why I'm here.
You need to hold on. You do.
A little longer and you shall see. You will.
There is more to life then questioning the unanswerable. More than thinking this is it. More than blackness.
True happiness is for dreamers and non believers.
Those that pull through can find happiness in the smallest of things.
I just hope you can see it.
You tell me I'm beautiful. You tell me you love me. I just want to make you happy. I do.
Can you not find happiness anymore?
Oh flip.
Did I ever tell you nine is my favourite number?
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