my life is in ruins, and I’m the creater.

every person involved seems to be my number one hater.

noone really gets me, noone really sees me, noone really knows me.

they think they do though.

my life is in ruins, im stressed out to the max

i want to take a plane, go somewhere far, and relax.

maybe then atleast I’ll get me, see me, know me.

i think i do though.