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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