The screams pound from the inside of my head begging to be released. SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP. GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!! I sound crazy. Maybe I am. Or maybe I’m just a human being sick of playing the ‘put together’ game. I’m positive and sweet and lovely and kind. GET OUT OF MY HEAD. SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP. But I’m haunted from the inside. Like shackles are around me. I can’t escape the damage the world has done to my head.