It's not fair of me to go with my gut
because my gut has also told me
that I am a failure and I always will be
that I've lost my mind and can't even see
how ugly I am, and how I'm better off dead
My gut is the awful voice in my head
It has said I should bleed and lick razors all night
that I need the dark because I can't handle the light
It tells me to cry when I should be smiling
When I should be awake, it makes life too tiring
I've thought of getting rid of it - so it can no longer say
but that's exactly what it wants - for me to decay.