As smooth memories of what I thought was lacking drip down my brain
I sit alone and confused with nothing to show
My mind has become dull
Barely existing as I dent the couch with my curled up body
What do I have? Can this be real?
I've been placed in another form of thinking
All my ignorance is now disposed of
I see you, and how horrible you have become
Thought you were better than that more recently
I had the right idea when I was sixteen.
No more effort seems to make sense
I'm trapped, imprisoned by your fence
Can't believe I was so foolish
You always win, and I ******* hate you for it