Morbid

i'm obviously not good at coming up with names but i like to put my thoughts into words even if it solely only makes sense to me, but do what you want or just take it out you feel if that makes sense?

I don't like people.

is that such a bad thing for me to say?

at least i'm honest

unlike you, living a lie?

i'm right i know i am.

you're a liar, you're a thief? 

stealing my time like i'm a waste of space?

you're the waste, you took my space,

the conceited little voice in your head stealing your time and choices,

impulsive spending impulsive drinking, thats your fault

beat yourself up it says, pity yourself you say, its all your fault-no its theirs,

don't let them help you they wont care, keep lying till you believe mine, keep crying till your tear ducts dry

like your lips from all the chapsticks you said were your finals bet never were... you're weak, worthless trash.

but was it a lie?