Everlasting
I just want to be high
I just want to bleed
I just want to be intoxicated
Gather myself up after
Charming
Fuck this tea drinking
Cat petting
Romantic seeking
Bullshit
As simple as it seems
It’s painfully unreal
Raw
Anxiety filled voices
The need to impress
I want to hurt
Because it is simpler
Hypocrite
I feel as ironic as my moody poems
If they are even that
They are more like selfish rants
And I’m sorry
But fuck
What else am I suppose to do ?
Starrfishing 