People You Know.

How many more of you people

think you know a fucking thing about me

and what i write about?

If you do,

tell me,

cause i don't even know.

Idiot.

You're still in school.

You're walking around with a chip on your shoulder.

What chip could you possibly have?

Go home, idiot.

An Honest Love.

I remember thinking i was going to marry you.

We had it all planned.

We named our children that didn't even exist.

You decided to take me around the world,

even though i didn't like travel.

We were completely and undeniably head over heels in cliche love.

I remember the way girls looked at me,

with my hand in yours.

I remember feeling absolute infinity between us.

I remember wanting to call you mine "forever".

At the end of the day,

you were perfect,

in every way, shape and form.

I couldn't think of a single flaw,

even if my life depended on it.

I guess this just goes to show that there are perfect people.

Wasting Away.

How

does

it

feel

to

know

that

you're

wasting

your

life

away?

Crucify Me.

Go ahead and crucify me for not being afraid to speak my mind.

I'd rather have that then live life in fear

and being brainwashed by society.

Time And Confusion.

My brain is too cluttered to sleep.

My body is too tired to do anything.

I'm in a complete state of boring confusion.

I'll Be Fine.

Selfish minds.

By the way,

i'm fine.

Thanks for asking.