Sometimes I wished I would be stuck in a quiet, plain white room.
A place where I can release whatever I want. A place with noone but myself and my consicious. A place where I can think for myself without giving a shit about everyone else. A place where I can isolate and shut myself from society, as they do not need me anyways.
I would rather go insane and kill myself rather than let people see what I’ve become.
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Exactly my thoughts….
That looks lovely tbh.