Have you ever looked at yourself in the bathroom mirror and been afraid that it’s a double sided mirror and someone is watching you from the other side?
Or seen someone you like but still wanted to hide?
Tried to be a lefty because you thought your left hand felt jealous of your right?
Have you ever been in a fight?
Punched yourself in the face just to see what it felt like?
Or been so bored that you decided to drill a hole in you bike?
Completely yelled at someone?
Stared at a picture of someone for ten minutes?
Wondered what it would be like if everyone knew your name?
Have you ever really wondered where exactly it was that your fingernails came?
Have you ever thought that fame is a rapist?
Thought that music is just a sound and books are just filled with squiggly lines?
Wished that you could just skip the next two years and just start tomorrow being two years older?
Or thought that insanity is in the eye of the beholder?
Have you ever said “what’s the difference, I’m going to die eventually”?
I have, really