all hyped up on a pedestal (how do I get down?) forget me baby... I'm no good.
everyone clamoring, crawling desperate for my attention a whiff as I pass by the breath before the kiss slow releases of poison permeating their being i am essence of delusion acrimonious bedevilment rolled over their temples seeping into their veins eating away at their cells like a virus replicating and destroying inducing mutations with a smirk no containment and to which there is no antidote passing from one victim to the next nonchalant and ruthless on the prowl, half sleep squashing beneath me egos, hearts, lives.