trauma.

i'm seventeen (soon) i dream, i try, accomplishments? yet to
seriously, i find myself currently living without aim. i'm in a mess that i've created for myself. how will i be in the future? theres nothing i'm proud of. i'm finding somthing i can be proud of. i posses no great skill that i would be able to rely on in the future.
no i'm not thinking too much

there are things and events that i cant confide in anyone.
i'll hug my speakers, i listen to songs that makes me cry.
thats the only way.

thoughts are flooding me whenever i'm alone. i dont know why things just keep comming back in dreams. i'm scared, i'm crawling, i cant speak, i dont want to go to sleep anymore. i'm really gonna drown soon, i screamed but it was silent.

yes, i speak random and i'm not emo.
i kept smilling, but whats under that sunshine? rainbow?
maybe.

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