World tours not world wars

Hello
I'm bored
I feel like there's something pressing down on my head
Been sleeping too late for my own good
Feeling too stressed yet everyone has to see a smile

There's some bug inside me that comes alive every night
that tears down my castles like a pro.

I think too much
Sometimes words seem to mutate in my mind and they begin to taunt me
I must stop scaring myself
Please fight this inferiority, Liting. It hurts.
It hurts to hate yourself, because that's the biggest irony of them all.

the pasta cha cha