You seem as if you bored of me and I'm tired of arguing with you over nothing and this is all played out and yet without a doubt I still feel so much for you and It hurts it always no one gets to hurt me and you always seems to manage and do so so perfectly always persistent about that I believe you love to seem me stressed out make me have meltdowns and as I'll start to hyperventilate only then is when you'll stop and it'll only be for a second that's only when you'll ever or have ever said sorry but it was never real we never prevail because you'll start up again soon and we’ll go through this cycle again and again and I don't think I'm going to be up for this ******* again

I didn't want to be alone I didn't know what it felt like to need anything or anyone and then I thought I found love and then I never wanted anything or anyone anymore everything hurts me and then I'm alone again and again and again until I make that my home it's so familiar it calls me home like a sweet melody beautiful complete and empty My new best friend my love my home this loneliness never gets old I need people in my life is what I'm told but isn't that ironic and plenty bold not for me it's a cliche it's typical and it's nothing new to be told that you will always need somebody and yet for me that's not the case so in regards of this complete empty void it's very comfortable and I don't have to worry about being hurt because the only one who could do it the most is me and I'm content with myself and I know what I do need and what I don't need in this life I don't need the ******* I don't need drama I don't want it and really that's all people usually are because they can seem so nice so kind so charming and then you both get comfortable and they unravel expect the unexpected because usually already you already so long down the road you know this whoever for so long now and now this is something you have to either adjust to or somebody you have to let go but all that time given and you get just disrespect or ungratefulness arguments or fights and you just want to be there you don't want to do any of the ******* you just want to be there and be with them and every day is a constant battle that you fight them to be with them and yet they want you there it's typical and it's not something I'm going to try to dive into or try to attempt to do because with new people comes new baggage comes new ******* comes no problems comes new issues and I don't care for any of it because I don't need it I don't want it and if this is what it is to just be alone and by myself I'm highly content with that because I don't need anybody I never needed anybody and I sure as hell don't need anybody now anybody else feel it

All I try to do is make it another day its **** out here im to tired to get anything done i go to work on the way there stupid guys try to talk to me try to ask me if i have blues or if i want some if i have a guy if i need help how old i am if i want to make some quick money supposedly this seems to be the only use for my body it doesnt matter how i feel through out the day dont stop me and ask if im okay im not for sale my time or my waists the price you gave to offer is a shame for you to think as if every female is a prositute were not all the same you think most people cant put a price on love or virginity and theres people out there who can and will because greed and power are two incredibly dangerous powers having 1 or both could change someone loving into a cruel and sour person flashing money like its the thing to do teasing the homeless doesnt make you look cool how does the world manage to get worse everyday toddlers praying for there last day children who starve how is this all okay wont we help why is this something we wont change

There was nothing special about this loveless lustful clip of time

Recover
to not have to rely on a chemical imbalance
destroys the beauty of your outer features
and the freshness of the mind
with each puff and drag
you forget about the hacks and gags
as your practically choking on those expensive tiny dime bags
how badly the body and mind lags
always forgetting
and forever trying to remember

To run and hide from the people who your supposed to feel safest with all turn a blind eye and choose to make bad situations and blame me for it as if it was your own doing and yet it was them who inflicted and caused the pain the damage who helped alter the path you choose in life so, how did they do?

A morning to remember a time to familiar
Wondering where I belong in the world this morning
Some people rush and hurry others still snoring
Up at night and down by morning