These barracks keep on crashing down my oh my I'm such a clown. You can't see me through the screen but here I am wanting to scream. I can't keep on holding these walls up I need to spill the cup. I need to cry I need to shout I want to sob without a doubt. What's in the cup you may say? Well sorry for the delay. Its my tears, every day and any day. My cup of tears is ready to spill, oh my gosh what a thrill! I really need to suck it up, but how full is that cup? Its filling up to the rim, golly gee I want to tear off my limbs! Please bear with me for doing this for right now I'm not very bliss. This weird vent is coming to an end, just be aware my wounds may never mend.