can't get up the guts to say "get out"
decided I'm done digging out
that fictional friend thought I knew
from underneath your freak filled screws
When our lips met I'd regret
as mental headlights met my mind
Suddenly searching for a not so suddle side line
{salvasion from this sight I never find}
look anywhere but into evasive eyes
you know what and why disguised; you buy time in your despise
Self persuased toward a psuedo-stability
but lying to yourself won't purvey the possiblity
possibly thyis was provided by my own insecurity...
more likely I lied for you lust-sicken personailty
you say: my minifestation in hesitation I think it's years of self denying
so read between my lies & start believing your own eyes
take bake those self loathing sulk-loaded replies
that kept me inept swept under your thumb
If this never started I should have to announce I'm done
I guess I'll press on, unimpressed, where I begun
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