what do people get,
by being so ******* honest?
it's not like i ever do the right
thing,
i just fight
things,
and re-write
things,
until they become
haunt me at night,
things.
and i say
things,
and replay
things
that don't need to be replayed.
but the night
brings
all these out of sight
things,
that i can't seem to find during the day.