To absorbent to think clearly
Maimed in the mind of a million
Past perspectives.
She's been talking more lately
Whispering from the corner.
Sometimes I'm scared
I don't remember enough.
Are these just bruises on my arms
Or am I shooting up
In moments I'm not awake.
Or was I there and didn't care .
I can't tell.
I'm sober I think
But you never know about these things