the mornings after were always a sugar coat
i laugh at the things i did that night
when inside was little remorse but it was definitely there
this remorse grew
yet i'd glady sin again if it was in my face
I didn't care about myself
i figured out the world in physical aspects and emotional
i found ways to disconnect the two
i could play in our physical world and not connect any of it to emotional matters
i treated myself as a gum packet
everyone took a piece
everyone put it in their mouth and chewed it up
after awhile my taste dulled
then i was spit out.
eventually all my pieces were gone
and i have yet to find a flavor that lasts forever.