Cursed by my imagination,
teaming with echoes of situations
I do not feel well,
pressed beneath this spell
Polishing my social skills,
with one more drink, and two more pills
I do not feel good,
I thought by now I would
Bound by my own disposition,
the endless hunt to find fruition
I'm insatiable,
even if my cup is full
It's like one thousand paper cuts, soaked in vinegar
It's like a battles within myself, that leaves me insecure
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC
Cursed by my imagination,
teaming with echoes of situations
I do not feel well,
pressed beneath this spell
Polishing my social skills,
with one more drink, and two more pills
I do not feel good,
I thought by now I would
Bound by my own disposition,
the endless hunt to find fruition
I'm insatiable,
even if my cup is full
It's like one thousand paper cuts, soaked in vinegar
It's like a battles within myself, that leaves me insecure
http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hikikomori
