You know,
I used to be the one with all of the answers to give.
Now it's difficult so much as to live.
Talking hasn't done sh[it].
Fighting hasn't fixed any of it.
It's confusing enough to do anything anymore.
Will somebody please tell me what I keep crying for!?!
Non of this is making any sense.
How much more could go wrong?
I'm so much more than tense.
It's on repeat; this ridiculous song.
"My world's standing still,
If this is what you want, then fire at will."
This is what I've said to them all,
They all shot, I would recall.
I remember and count every look.
I swear, with all of these comments,
I could start a fu[ck]ing book!
No,
I'm not excited.
No,
I'm not delighted,
I'm much more than you'll ever be,
But you're just too dumb to see.
Too messed up in every which way,
To see that right now, I'm not happy!
I'm not okay!
Welcome to my tangled web,
I hope you enjoy your stay.