J'ai imaginé ça...jsp pk honnêtement.

"Do you think that I'm okay 'cause I won't let you see my true face, I feel like I'm trapped in my own head and I know I'll never see my happy end, I'm not heartless but I seem cold like inside a coffin, seeking for the treatment, i wanna be saved from my own dread, begging for a remedy to my constant anxiety, need a fucking therapy between illusion and reality imagining that God is testing me, hearing the damn voices and seeing my demons, hunting my fears alone in the darkness. Honestly, I cannot stay there feeling tears falling down my face, take me far away from this place 'cause I'm afraid of my own self, I feel colder every day missing your worlds illuminating my way. Would somebody love me if I change ? Or am I so fucking late ? You're the beat I never had, I'm so sorry for what I'm gonna say but when I look back I can't get over the shit I'm done, I've been hurting for so long, let me go where I belong cause I'm tired of fighting life, tired of praying for my happy time."

J'ai pas d'explication mais je vais sûrement vous traduire ça vous inquiétez pas ❤❤❤