Depressed Child VS. The World

Your actions are hard to explain when life gets to hard to live. You start doing all these little things-letting these small tiny mistakes change your entire day because you believe you deserve it. And you do right? You've become so different, so unpredictable, and so depressed that no one thinks you're cool anymore. That's why you deserve all of this right? "Why are you acting out like this?" I wish I fucking knew! I wish I could give you this desired, amazingly conjured reason of why I've stopped laughing and started yelling at every fucking butterfly in my sight. You think I want to be like this? Well I don't so stop acting like it's my fault, you'll make it worse man. I don't want to be this violent mature adult I've created in my mind. I'm still a child. I'm just a fucking child.