I can’t seem to keep away from you
Can’t seem to handle myself with you
Just want to be away from you
Away from you
Spiraling downward in a whirlpool of shit
Spitting out every hollow word I’ve ever said
How am I truly feeling today?
Are any of my emotions real?
Am I just regurgitating the same information
That I’m programmed to say every fucking day?
I cannot think for myself
Can you do it for me? Oh-
I never know what to fucking say
Or how to even react to anything
Until days after it’s fucking happened
And by then we’ve already moved on to something else.
And it’s always something else
Everything I’ve said was at the wrong time to say it
And I keep repeating the same mistake
I need a better writer
All my lines are fucking outdated.
It all reads like some lifeless fucking Hallmark card
But even that would be flattering
I am in need of a new voice, a fresh sound.
Someone that can properly articulate the way that I feel.
Because at this rate I am just being loud without actually saying anything So I just keep writing myself into a fucking corner
with nothing else but the vocabulary of a 6th grader
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