Tomorrow I’ll be strong, I promise! But today… I’ll fall apart, I’ll cry all my tears, I’ll scream and shout, I’ll hurt myself just to find if I’m still alive.
I’ll plan my suicide and write all goodbye letters.
I’ll feel sorry for myself, and be depressed all day long…
And tomorrow… well, tomorrow I’ll burn those stupid letters, wash my face, and then I’ll be strong again.
"I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell..."