Quit telling yourself you’re everything. Clearly, it's not what you need. Eyes of solid earth before me. Light brown. Why can't I ever seem to fight cold shoulders you exercise, unconventional tries. I wish I had more time. I'm sick of feeling dead on the inside. You know I can feel it this time. Rotting hearts and damp minds. I said it "cut ties". Every day it gets harder to look in the mirror. Comparing yourself to old pictures. Won't smile for anyone else now. I got to cut ties with it somehow. Your vote of confidence is shattered from the weight of your own words. Can't remember why I started thinking help was not so easy to find.