i'm following a script of what to do what to say, how to think, how to not think because you tell me to but i'm burning pages and setting fire to all that I had felt before
but see my lips are a little chapped and my eyes are bloodshot my mouth is a little dry and there's blood running down my nose i'm flipping pages i can barely breathe
like always the ink is bleeding literally bleeding red and scribbles turn into cuts i open my eyes but all i can see are crushed up pills in the Rx bottle I used to be