Never stop trying to understand this madness
Never stop trying to understand this madness “I’m in a mood” “What else is new?” “Yeah, I’m really a mess aren’t I?” “That’s the greatest understatement of the century” “Yeah I know” “Hey, can I ask you something, just between us” “You’re talking as if you can tell anybody else what goes on in that messed up mind of yours” “*smile* How do you that this will end?” “How will what end?” “Everything, the entirety of this blasted life I’m living?” “Hmm” “What” “I don’t know” “*sigh*, I figured” “*sigh*, why are this way?” “You’re asking the wrong guy. If I knew why I would spend every waking hour of every day looking for an answer to that question” “*Sigh*, you seriously a mess” “Yeah I know” “Do you need help?” “Probably but I don’t think anyone can give it to me” “Why not?” “*smiles* There something wrong with me. It’s almost like I’m insane or something. The world in my eyes is upside down and I’m constantly spiraling through it. I’ve tri
