I feel like I’m so much like my mom and my dad, prone to addiction and writing songs when I’m sad, All my thoughts are fiction, have another anxiety attack, down some more prescriptions, I’m feeling better, these drugs seem to really have my back, stick my emotions with eviction, have no time for feeling down, have no time for games and acts, I say it with conviction, this is not your jurisdiction, I keep fighting but I’m stuck, mental health has me imprisoned, mask myself like a clown, all my emotions hidden, I keep searching all around, but all my friends are still missin. via /r/teenagers https://ift.tt/2SqIB5f
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