Blank Mind.
Blank Soul.
Masked behind a false sense of happiness.
Why the hell does this keep happening?
I\'t can\'t be helped so please don\'t be mad at me.
I\'m numb.
I know it sounds dumb.
I swear I stopped taking drugs.
I\'ve been sober for quite sometime.
Only smoking weed to free my mind.
It gets me by with ease.
It even helps me eat.
That should be a good thing.
Even so I\'m still hardly ever hungry.
Though you would surely disagree.
Oh wait who am I even writing to?
If not to you...
Oh wait that\'s right.
I\'m only writing to me...