Mental issues:

I got mental issues,

Swear that I can fix you,

But maybe I'm a liar,

My head might be on firee,

And I know you might hate me,

Cause I've been acting shady,

Always fucking tired,

I swear my chests on fire,

I have no desires,

But my hearts on fire,

I'm sure that I'm a liar,

Cause my heads on fire,

And I know that I'm crazy,

You ain't need to tell me,

Always fucking laughing,

Always fucking crying,

And I know that you hate me,

You feel the need to tell me,

And I know that your toxic,

But I always fucking miss you,

I don't need to miss you,

Yeah, I don't need to miss you,

I don't need to miss you,

But I often still doo,

YEAH!

I DON'T NEED TO MISS YOU!

NEVER FUCKING DOO!

PROMISED I'D BE HAPPY,

BUT NOW YOUR JUST DEAD WEIGHT!

YEAH NOW YOUR JUST A DEAD WEIGHT!

It's still 2 am,

Probably be in bed

But I still can't wait

For the message that it takes

To fill the little breaks,

From the hate you fucking said

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Once again I don't feel this way as much anymore, I was struggling and thinking about the sh#t show that was my friendship with A.R(my gaslighter) and the trauma/worsened trust issues I have because of her. The main reason I'm not using a fake name or her real name is that it hurts to see/hear/say hear name. Plus, I've been referring to her by her initials for awhile(idk if she has a middle name tho, it never came up) hehe, trauma am I right?