i m not here to make some beautiful i m just unraveling the better place the better frame for things i can t explain these words still feel empty this frame doesn t change what s inside and if there s still nothing underneath this isn t air to me anymore i m breathing in the sadness of everyone this isn t air to me anymore before i write this out remind me to believe that it s worth the spiral down and the mess i leave behind when i am done at least it feels natural but in this moment i am not in control if i can t work this out with my head do i just give up i m losing it if i can t work this out in my head this isn t air to me anymore i m breathing in the sadness of everyone this isn t air to me anymore i m not asking for much just a way out your closest of friends are living with holes in their heads and their hearts but they get by and so will i they get by and so will i and so will i1