When I’m hurt, I shut down. I turn into a total sarcastic bitch. I shut off my emotions, and act indifferent towards everything even though it might be killing me inside.
Sometimes I’m walking along the street and a shaft of sunlight falls in a certain way across the pavement and I just want to cry.
oh, you go to sleep on your own,
and you wake each day with your thoughts
and it scares you being alone,
it’s a last resort.