What am I but a liar?
A meaningless liar.

the first time i broke a boy’s heart
i cried as i watched his love bleed for me
it poured out into my hands and still sticks to my hair this day
i smell its death in the wind

now, i break hearts with no pain, no remorse
i watch the light flee from their eyes and i no longer cry
what it’s like to be me?

feel nothing
create chaos
feel nothing

the way i clean my teeth
before i taste your tongue
seems obsolete
because your lips are
muddy with unsaid lies