I know I shouldn’t be
Fitting in to what I hate to see
Spending time and energy
Useless lines, so temporary
Her and her every night parties
When she gets sad, there’s suddenly me
Oh God, She remembers
I somehow make her happy

Mind’s pitch black
Thoughts’ upside down
She yells and screams
She smokes and thinks
Dancing life through her makeshift joy
I should allow, as her happy toy
A total opposite
To my depths, to my flames
Her and her every night parties
A perpetual bleed to my agony
I beg, please let me sleep