I’m in one of those moods.
Where it becomes painfully obvious
That I’m disturbed
That I can’t be trusted
Especially when I start to mutter
I’m convinced that I’m unstable
And I know it’s only a matter of time
Lock me up, it’s not like I didn’t expect it
Especially after I picked up that knife
It’s amazing how this all started, with one little trouble maker
And ended up with blood, tears, and questions
That incidentally- I can’t answer.
disclaimer: not my song purely for entertainment bla bla etc… My Chemical Romance: I’m not Okay