Take me as you want me
Take till i am empty
Feelings hit the table like spilt milk
I walk away leaving you with the mess that is
Me
Myself
And i
Puddles of white color the floor around your feet
My life is not so neat as i make it seem
I wear my heart on my sleeve like it's going out of style
Threads coming loose at the seams
Eventually i am left sleeveless
Standing on the table now
Holding my heart in one hand
An empty glass in the other
I start to run
Run from
Spilt milk.

You must have some kind of illness sticking your nose in my business a whole lot of shade thrown at me lately
Been catching a lot of hate daily
You been saying my name like it's going out of style
Take a page out of your book
If you wanna make a joke at my own expense just save it and say it to my face
I have 8 years
Show me what a real convict is

i realized today its easier for me to put all my love into someone because i dont love myself then i get attached and they push me away..can't help it but get hurt
And continue the cycle of self loathing will i even know real love when it happens or will i be too destroyed by then to give myself to somebody

Am i damaged?

Been high the past three days obsessed over your evil ways
Paying devilish games
Your act is getting old
In fact i am starting to see mold
You may think you're all fun and everything under the sun But it's really starting to be overdone
I'll play your game
I call this a hit and run