I have major anger issues, but no one is going to know that. I have a solution to it, that’s why. It’s called music. Music saves me from exploding. It saves me and puts more time on the ticking time-bomb. It’s what I’ve created my world from. My own little world where it’s all about music and feelings. It’s built up so high, that no one can reach it. Whenever I’m angry I run to my music, put on my earbuds, turn up the volume, and just drown deeper than before. The world outside is unknown and forgotten at this time, it no longer exsists to me. For all the peeps out there that have tried to understand or reach inside my world…thank you for trying, but you just failed. There is going to be at least one peep that will reach into my world. Whoever that is, just know that you will fall and drown with me. You will be me in those moments. You will know what it’s like. What won’t come out of your mouth is “It’s going to be ok.” Because that’s not what peeps say anymore.