snapshot

so you've seen a picture of my life.

and now now you think i'm mad.

I hope, that as you you breeze through these posts, you are kind to me,
that you try to understand.
I promise you, I'm not going mad. I'm not seeing things, this is a reality to me.

But on the other hand, am i seeing things, does all this exist.

Tonight I'm not sure what is real after all.

See i'm questioning myself and not making any sense at all.
I'm a bloody addict getting through life, seeing demons in shadows.
Too much partying, way too many late nights.

I want you to feel pity for me.