I do not wish to exist,
But others wish me to exist.
I know,
And I know I will want to exist in the morning.
It is both sad and lovely
To write these words here for you
It is a good thing
A noble thing
To write my pains for your pleasure
I do not wish to be how I am
I know I could be better
And I know I will be better in the morning
I'm a little drunk
And more than a little lonely
Because my sorrows taste like honey
When I filling up my cup for the fifth time
I do not wish to say these things
I wish I understood myself
I know that I am becoming something
But I wish I was sure what that was
Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 12:21 AM UTC
I do not wish to exist,
But others wish me to exist.
I know,
And I know I will want to exist in the morning.
It is both sad and lovely
To write these words here for you
It is a good thing
A noble thing
To write my pains for your pleasure
I do not wish to be how I am
I know I could be better
And I know I will be better in the morning
I'm a little drunk
And more than a little lonely
Because my sorrows taste like honey
When I filling up my cup for the fifth time
I do not wish to say these things
I wish I understood myself
I know that I am becoming something
But I wish I was sure what that was