who am i supposed to talk to when no one gives a shiti am alone
today i learned how ugly i amoutwardly and inside my own head and my own reflectionmakes me want to bleedbut at least i feel pain and the touch of my own skin on my fingertipsbutnothing i do makes it hurt less
i am not afraid to faili want to fail now i will write shit poems now i will do it on purpose i will
obsolete and gray
what if i were to leave hereand what if you wereto follow?
iam sotired of being sosmallandso sober
i haven't slept fortwo days and idon't feel tired enough to sleep i feel too alone tolet go andclose my eyes i still see you, whatever you are you aren'tyou could be