I WOULD LEAVE ME IF I COULD.

This must be a nightmare. It couldn’t be a dream. I’m washing in the shower, my limbs clean, until they bleed. I sometimes miss the quiet; the chaos of the streets. I keep it all inside my mind and every night I scream. I can’t remember what it’s like to smell the ocean. I can’t remember what it’s like to feel the sea. I can’t remember what it’s like to face a mirror and not hate the person staring back at me. I wish that I were dеad or at least somewherе else. I try to keep the riot quiet like a diet for my health. Stealth. It’s moving silently. It’s heavy. It started from my knees and now it’s creeping up already. Just another second now, ’cause here comes the confetti. Please, hold the camera steady. I encore 7 more and everybody’s like “That’s plenty!” I would leave me if you’d let me I would leave me if you’d let me I would leave me if I could.