"Pathology"
I'm not who i am. I lack empathy. I dont have the vocabulary to feel. I feel sorry for myself.
Sometimes i just lie on the floor and wish i was dead.
Could you love me?
Can you blame me?
Sometimes i feel like i'm nothing.
Sometimes i'm full of hate.
A sideway bee line towards the end of nothingness. Does that scare you?
I'm normal. You can't say I'm not.