You just need to cry. You deserve it. You owe it, surely. It is never enough crying, drying out, running out of tries. You are never enough. Good enough. Admired enough. You simply are not worth it. You keep living and wondering about that. And then you dry out again. You put on some weight, liters, stones. You swallow but you cannot throw it up. If you try it, the proper words do not come out of the blue as you want it to. You just want to run away, and run and run and

Break everything if you have time to.

Either you like running from small everyday worthless shit that makes your day a even worse one, or you just let the damn words come out of your fool dead mouth.