You are not clued into The extensive wiring And miscommunication within me. You are sure as hell Not brainy enough to Attempt to figure it out. So instead with your ignorance You label me more than That movie you hated With all your might... But believe me when I whisper To myself as I cry alone at The break of dawn that I am nothing more than that movie And I am everything less Than you deserve.
The people in this town are exhausting and I am not ok.