(no subject)
im twelve again where and when
i begged myself into hoping
u going away is rewinding tape
with no buttons to stop it
angsty cliche of unwanted kid
every word that i had wrote got out of date
all conversations are pointing fingers
on this sophisticated lipgloss stain
saying to driver the wrong adress
i think of how many wrong choices im made of
the worse it feels the better it sells
im trying to sweat out oll of the sences
i wanna be wasted till i die i wanna die until im wasted
put me to sleep exhaust me by dancing
ritually cut my heart for all-naming god
im still sorry its beating too loud
u pour on me laughter from above
dont waste on me the time of a shovel
im already tombed and my heads been pulled
down to make me plunge into town
is being mercy to myself as cruel
as being unlovable having a lover