When he puts on Greek plays
Entailing your dramatic inability to understand what a white lie is
Constantly calling myself a liar
Dramatic
No I still don’t know why that came up
I can be but the worst part is
Sometimes I just know it’s my reality and I can’t help but think
I really can’t do anything about it.
Strange dream
Sometimes it’s like
I’m going to kill myself
And I’m screaming it trying to get the knife through my skin
Sometimes it’s like
I’m going to kill myself
A cold realisation of inevitability that I would not in that moment be able to control
Sometimes it’s like
I known mean to myself
No one ever taught me how to stop
Or gave me reason to think otherwise
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