Cooperate with me, while I lose it.

People always point to substance abuse, mental illness, heredity, and other excuses for their insanity or the dysfunction in their lives.

I think people destroy each other.
Not any of that other bullshit. I think it's an obvious thing.
Something everyone overlooks in search of some other appropriate answer.

I can't handle feeling this suffocated.
Right now I feel so fucking suffocated by the way my parents demand so much out of me. I don't want to follow rules because I do not feel like they are doing any good for me. Making the right choice isn't some sort of impossible task.

So tonight I just left. I ate like you wanted me to. I was angry, I am still angry. The way you demand I sit down and eat when all I want to do is stride out my frustration on a road that won't tell me where to go or how to get there.

So I do as you say while in my mind I'm screaming. I'm shouting and I'm pissed off and I just need to be left alone.

I slip out the back door and let myself run, let myself go. It's wet and dark and quiet. I wish there were more nights like this. I turn up the hill and head into the darkness.

My legs are sore and my playlist is dull. I take street after street slowly winding myself down. Breathe, exhale deeper, you're losing yourself Ana.

Miles later I start thinking again. I don't feel like your rules and demands are choking me. For once I'm not worried about anything, as I'm in my element.

I'm alive and I feel free.
I refuse to suffocate in your problems, I'm running with my legs and my mind goes blank.

It's so easy for people to hurt one another, to alienate someones soul.