the world's end

I'm not crazy don't you believe me, I'm not lazy I just dont waste my, time on what's easy, I draw the line. when you see me,, I'm in the wrong time-line , No one can see me maybe I'm something to fear, Is it the scared behind my voice, That makes things unclear, The scars from poisonous self-hate, But since I was young , I could never think of my self happily , It's happening again I'm spiraling down a rabbit hole , the suspense , Will I hit the bottom , Or fall until the world's end ,