| what? |
| when i smile do i feel? am i sure this is even real or am i back? sit and look at the black will it go away i can't move so must i stay? mind is so blank no money in the bank not worthy of reality this is not how i want it to be can i please go? i promise i wont put on a show i just dont want to be alone if i do I'll end up being a pile of bones nothing to lose this is not mother goose in the end nobody is glad you died, so fuck you chad |