it really is a broken hallelujah ,

I used to live alone before I knew you existed, and it hurt when I was alone.
It, by the way- i'm refering to hapiness.

So today, a friend told me I needed help- I secretly agreed. It hurt, though.
It's a type of hypnotism, that goes over me, spreads from my stomach, down to my toes, up to my head, out to my arms, and to the tips of my fingers . It makes me want to get people's attention, yes- i'm an attention grabber. I'd admit it, but I'm afrait people will look at my differently. People don't understand me now anyways, so why differ myself, so others are satisfyed.

Who CARES, I'm sick of people.
jefgwhgewhfgytwuywutyu3rytuywuiythgdkjsh .

(Photo from a church book)