he's gone so nobody can stop them he's dealing with his own voices in his head at the hospital but now that he's gone the voices in my head are getting to me too he was the reason i felt emotions love, hate, joy, pain he was the reason i wanted to live but he said "i'm too much of a mess, let's just be friends" now i don't want to live but i don't want to completely die either i want to be a ghost so I can die and make sure he's happy at the hospital I can't talk to him until three months from now the only one I can talk to is myself nowadays and the internet too why is it that all talented people have to go crazy before they begin to self-reflect that's me in the red shirt that's him in the bottom right corner back when we were a boy and a girl hopelessly in love and not a boy and a boy hopelessly afraid of ourselves
Damn bro, those beats were sick! Are you going to use them in a song later on?
he wont
I might.