I could be a ******* prodigy I don't think anyone has been this blind Without physically not being able to see The mirrors don't show me The knifes protruding from my back
i wake up shower go to work eat come home sleep alone wake up shower go to work eat come home sleep wake up drink go to the bar drink buy drinks for the cute girl next to me get rejected drink a lot go home sleep sleep sleep wake up but why?
My name is my reason and reason is my aim To make friends with my demons and keep them all at bay I write and I write for it is all I can do I write what I want I don't aim to please *you