Airplanes

Not the winged things in the sky The whirling in my brain instead The constant whooshing sound I hear From dawn until I fall asleep The ringing in my ear I wish that I could rip them out The thoughts that say bad things The thoughts that say: WHY ARE YOU HERE YOU SHOULD JUST LEAVE NO ONE WANTS YOU ANYWAY the thoughts that say those things but those aren't even the meanest ones the meanest ones are the ones that tell me: die k!ll yourself is one little cut the best you could do? your family won't care; they think you're mean and annoying your friends won't care; you're a waste of space to them your crush won't care; she only likes you 46% all these thoughts and then some more stacked floor to ceiling in my brain it hurts like shit to be stuck in this girl body if I make one wrong move I swear my dad will leave the house it all hurts too much why can't I be normal? ____________________________________ by Felix/elio ----<3----