I feel fine. And I can’t smile. But I feel the anger coming. Its underneath. I don’t know why. It’s always overflowing. It’s a constant fight. Deep inside. And I wanna forget it. I confess I’m always afraid always ashamed. Of what’s inside me. I confess I’m always afraid always ashamed. Of what’s inside my head. And I can’t breath. And I still feel. But not the way I want to. I’m on the edge I don’t’ know how. I can escape this nightmare. I confess I’m always afraid always ashamed. Of what’s inside me. I confess I’m always afraid always ashamed. Of what’s inside my head. What’s inside my head. Wasting away is part of my instinct. I’ll runaway everything I hate. Take this away help me escape. Take this away. I confess. Innocence. Innocence. Innocence. By Levi Z. Ribeiro