I met you. Got to know you.. Loved you… Fought with you…. Broke up with you….. Hated you…… I believe that it was the wrong time, and feelings. But glad we’re friends, just not as close anymore. I made a decision to not go back to you. Cause of all the things we been through. I’ve moved on. So did you.
Im Going Crazy… Im starting to ask questions like. Who am i anymore.. Or what am i. Nothing New To Me.. I live in hell.
Depression has already taken so much from me, it’s just a matter of time before it takes my life.