Keeping your name
On the tip of the tongue
Like a mantra
Trying to tame my anxious mind
Help me to sleep
Was it my karma
To meet you?
Or just a simple mistake
Would I dare to jump into
If I knew what’s on stake
I’m loosing my mind
Perhaps my first shrink was right
With that diagnosis
I’m so certainly uncertain
About no **** at all
I wouldn’t bet on me
That’s not someone
You’d like to rely on
Stay away
For gods sake
That girl got issues
Push me away
Push me harder
Make it more painful
Seems like I made some mistakes
Just to make myself suffer
So I’ll have something
To punish myself for
How adorable
You really are a ******
It’s kinda cute
When you’re in early twenties
But you’ve outgrown the cute age, right?
No one likes you
No one cares
And every single one thinks you’re stupid
You look ridiculous
Am I not nice to myself after all ?