all these words and thoughts swirl in my mind
consuming every part of me.
it's you im always thinking about.
about how much you fucking confuse me,
send me mixed messages that torment my decaying brain.
the worst part of it is you know exactly what your doing.
you've told me it's my body and to do what i have to do.
then when ive taken the blade and sliced through my flesh,
you get pissy and scrutenize.
MAKE UP YOUR FUCKING MIND!
i cant take the constant mind games.
your feeding off my weakness, its not fair.
if you continue to feed off me, soon there will be nothing left of me.
i break down and cry so often.
i know i am weak. i know i let everyone down.
but you dont fucking understand!
how could you?
look me in the eye and tell me you understand what it is i do to myself.
YOU HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE!
you know what the sickest part of all is?
i love you for showing me my weakness...
