You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, or who had ever been alive.
I feel shitty,
oh so shitty,
I feel shitty but don’t pity me, no!
And I grittily
hate myself for stayin up late.
I feel stupid,
Oh, so stupid
It’s believ’ble how stupid I feel!
And just shitty
That I hardly (can) believe I’m awake.