Some of the shadows now are scaring me. 1 still likes me..
I hear voices in my head, not often. I have to work to have it happen. It sounds like a scratched machine, once Justin Bieber at the mental hospital but more loud and less machine-like, then a little girl not too long ago, in fact this past week, I think.
I think I'm just being overwhelmed by my reputation. I don't have to stop and look for 1, in big ways..but you know in reality you'll just see me sit here.
I'm sad, and people want me to cry. I'm not afraid of watching my moves, though.. I can't, anyway. I was sad at the mall, and people made fun of me. It seemed.
I'm afraid of being raped and k*****. The world is not a happy place here since I got out of the mental hospital, good of you to notice. I have bad feelings of the way people feel about famous people, in the negative way of course.