Haven't been this drunk in a while
Can barely type this
I feel like my body is in a pile
Separate from my mind

My mind
It wanders
To far away places
In darkness, it ponders

I'll never be good enough
Never pretty
Just a stupid pile of stuff
But never wanting your pity

Pity is for the weak
I'd rather be alone
I know that I am a freak
But I don't give a ****

*******
If you don't like me
You think I need you?
Ha, bite me