Oh how the plot thickens

I think I scream because of the anger in me.

When I scream I put everything into it

All or nothing.

It lets me get everything out

And it works

As i flail around It calms me.

not as everything else does

I'm scared of throwing my self into the dark.

I'm scared the walls will rise again

I need not recognition but something of the sort.

I wish this was over with

so I could relax around you

my mind is moving the speed of sound when I talk to you

or even think.

I don't know why;

nothing has been said to make me think that...

but that is fair

and what's fair is fair

except the no headshot rule in dodgeball, that is ridiculous

You have a lot to think about

I have a lot to think about

Thinking is like dumb

I would rather go strait off emotions

but of course if I did thinks would be different

I wish they were.

Wishes don't true for me

never have

I although might not sound or look it;

Am human.

and that comes with all these feeling

Sometimes I would rather throw them away.

but this is important to me;

and I don't want to let go.