The Song of My Soul is Out of Control

This book probably isn’t for you; 

you never felt alone in a room full of people

This book probably doesn’t apply to you;

you never lashed out at someone because you loved them, needed them, but they just couldn’t understand you.

There’s no reason to read this book, because

you’ve never burned so hot with anger that it threatened to consume you, and then hated yourself for feeling that way.

You don’t need to know that others feel like you, because you never felt that ending your life would actually be easier than living, and that your absence would actually make everyone around you happier.

You’ve never been that deep in doubt.

This book probably isn’t for you. 

Unless it is.