Classic "me" mistake

Someone speaks:

Some days I don't want to try, to smile for its long now. I think too much and I want to know where to go when nothing's wrong. I am not alright and nothing ever makes sense. I stay up till sunrise and hope everything is okay. I am getting sick of sleeping, while all I am doing is popping pills. Yesterday I thought I saw my shadow running around and it's so crazy that things never change in my old mind.

I want to tell everything, the words I never got to say the first time around. And I remember everything from where I was a child playing in a fairground, I wish I was there now...I have been here before, but I always hit the floor. I have spent a lifetime running but nothing makes me want to stay. A million shards of glass haunt me from my past as the stars begin to gather and the light begins to fade when all the hope begins to shatter.

I thought I saw the devil this morning looking in the mirror, with a warning to help me see myself clearer. My past has tasted bitter for years now. So I wield an iron fist as grace is just weakness. Even with my fists held high, it would never have worked out right because we were never meant for do or die. I didn't want to burn out and hurt anyone. 

I'd rather be anywhere but here. The voices screaming loud as hell and I don't care about no one else. Nothing in the world could bring me down. Now I am so high among these stars without a worry and I don't want to say sorry. I have been watching for some time, but I can't stop staring at those ocean eyes, burning cities, and napalm skies. But please let's have a conversation in the dark and make an effort in this city which is a jungle. Killing all the nice and humble in me.

But hey! when the days are cold, take me to the mountain grass I  rolled down and tasted the sweet perfume of it. Take me over to the castle on the hill for a million reasons to make me smile...