The aching beating organ is within me.
Sometimes all I know is suffering.
I cannot seem to stop my splashing raining of tears.
All I know is suffering.
Is it sad that the ways I felt were nothing to anyone for a while?
Captured by the thoughts that I thought were true about me.
The vicious mind has tried to take over me.
Is it sad that the ways I felt were nothing to anyone for a while?
When I was 13 years old, I felt like I had no potential for me having a mastered mind.
When I was 13 years old.
