crazy

im not crazy really believe me!
i just dream of people dying every night
i sit in the corner bashing my head into the wall
why do you care what i do?
the voices in my head are always right
you are not the answer?
WHY THE HELL NOT!!!!!!!
I've always hated your world
mine has nothing to do with you, or your perfect god
mine mens everything to me
its not paridise but it beats people
look at the blood on the wall
hey its my dead grandpa
i can talk to whoever i want in my world
why are you real though?
no you cant be nothing can be real in my life
but you feel real
you act real
the love is real
have i left it all behind?
people are supposed to suck
you dont, i wish i knew what to do
i only know two things
i am confused
i am angry
maybe
is it love?
FUCK NO
you suck
people suck
i must die to go back
i will try
to fucking bad i cant ever die
your real you will be hurt
i cant be crazy im real too