Breathe heavy in the exhale
Like a coma wrapped around your neck
and sure, no one heard the voices
or saw the chance of circular respite
Choke on your ugly and do it because you deserve it.

You're nothing but flesh and a mind drenched by solipsism and a weak sense of self
People before you questioned what the meaning of this all was, and people after you will sense the magic of your heart wrenching cries every time they walk by a mirror
that you used to
when you were 14
and the World seemed like something you could really stick your tongue into, something you could really lick from the inside

You feel like you know what it is, what is it?
It's all or nothing.
And this world is not kind to stagnate people.