It's breaking me

The sixth of December
It's snowing in my mind
They're screaming inside of me
I'm out of reach for mankind

Breathing feels unrealistically heavy
Like it used to do before
But it really doesn't matter to the world
So I keep going, I try to ignore

Whatever is swallowing me
That made me this frail
There are no exceptions nor sympathy
To whom it doesn't matter when I fail

To walk or breathe or wake up
I got that it's not her aggression
But still breaking me
Still all the things to be my repression
And it's breaking me