It’s one thing to realize you are a terrible person in the dim unforgiving hours of the night, when all failures and regrets come to restrain you from the relief of Sleep’s embrace.
It is however, another thing entirely, to suffer this same realization in the first dawning moments of your waking hour, without the comfort of sleep to save you, and be forced to drag yourself into the day to face responsibilities, life, and society, with that thought fresh in your mind:
"I am a terrible person who lacks the decency to kill myself to save those around me."
And that remark becomes us.
And take that head of yours and stick it through the clouds
You’ve been buried underneath our world with all your selfish doubt..
defeat the lowww…
I think i broke myself
Lost in Thought.