I'm a mess, I cause others mental stress. I'm exhausting, not everyone can call this a piece of cake woth a side of frosting.
I can get very clingy, not a **** person wants me. My thoughts of life is apparently draining. I guess I'm meant to be straining.
Lost my way a while ago. "It's the past" but guess what's hitting me? Don't you all normally leave me and go?
What's love and who wants to give me a shot. Pull the trigger, i know you won't with out a second thought.
I'm meant to take karma and punishment. I'm can't even get a compliment.
I'm clingy and insecure.
Where will I find a cure. Time is bullsbit because of the past.  Living is bs because the past cathes up and ain't nobody got time for that.