the miserable life of a miserable teenager

I don’t know where it went wrong.

I know when it did,

but not how, why, where, who.

I could assume, but I just want a straight answer for once.

Tell me why I bleed.

Tell me why I get faded.

Tell me,

just give it to me straight. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

There’s no more shock left in my body.