I hear you, but can you listen to me?
What I feel like
When you pessimisticly speak

I know you and your tendencies
The ugly face of obscurities
I hate you and you hate me
Your negativity is security to me

I hear you but can you listen to me?
What I feel like
when you pessimisticly speak

I can find you in a pool of insecurities
Swimming around with all your tomfoolery
amongst your circle of uncertainty
In your pattern of self-urgency