It was a lie when I let my body feel static, and I never uttered a word you're too quick to judge me as dramatic,
It's no use at all to try to prove my ethereal case, because my case to you is another flower you never bothered to water in a pristine glass vase,
It was a lie when I let my mind feel static, but I never screamed; you'd deem my reaction s e m i -a u t o m a t i c, like I'd bring this on myself; Please dear, before you assume for Heaven's sake, go to Hell.
Do not ask; once again, something made me stinking mad.