i dare you to move, i dare you to pick yourself up off the floor...
fall is here, time to shed your discolored hopes and memories
everything feels real when you are fake and everything feels fake when you try to be real.
sometimes the best thing to do is wait out the battle instead of charge through.
right now i dont want to scream, i just want to collapse into myself.
I'll be alright once I find the other side of someday
talk it out, dont cut or burn it out.