NOT SO LUCKY.

 I want to roll up into a ball and cry for some reason, but i can't seem to find any tears. Life's really not so happy go lucky. Not at all actually. Just that I find things to get my mind of off it. I don't know. I want to be isolated where I can draw like I used to, cry like I used to, dream like I used to, cut like I used to, scream like I used to, smoke like I used to, pop painkillers like I used to, love like I used to, smile like I used to. BUT, I can't. I'm irritated w/ the world, go away.