All I could do was go numb and run away. Get high and pretend it never happened. And smile, as if nothing happened.
All I needed was some support. Or something to cheer me up. Again, it's a wishful thinking. I really have to stop imagining things, wishing things, go numb, be like a robot. Feel nothing. Then I'll be fine, I guess.
Yeah right, you're there for me. It's just so fucking sad. What I wished was true was false. Not even a hint of support. Thanks a lot.