GUY TO GIRL

I WONDER WHY

A LOOK

AS HE TOUCHES YOUR THIGH

HE IS NOT REAL

LOVE IS NOT REAL


WHO WILL SAVE ME FROM THIS WICKED PLACE

THERE IS NO SAVIOUR

JUST WICKED MEN

A SCRATCH ON YOUR EYE

YOU LOOK AROUND

ALL IS UNRESPONSIVE


HOW DID WE GET HERE

HOW CAN I GET AWAY FROM HERE


YOU REMEMBER THAT NIGHT

WHERE HE PUSHED YOU UP AGAINST A WALL

AND PUT HIS FINGER IN YOU

BEFORE YOU LEFT


HOW DID WE GET HERE

HOW HAVE I STILL NOT FORGOTTEN


LOVE SICK NESS

IS THE WORST

SICK NESS


YOU GROW AND REALISE EVERYTHING IS GREY

YOUR NOT A NEW SHINY PERSON ANYMORE

YOUR NOT IMPRESSIVE COLOURFUL OR BEAUTIFUL


JUST GREY

LIKE EVERYTHING THAT SURROUNDS YOU


THERE IS MEANT TO BE MORE MEANING THAN THIS

THAN A DICK IN BETWEEN YOUR THIGHS


NOTHING MUCH TO REMEMBER

BUT UNABLE TO FORGET


THE SINKING REALISATION

WHEN LOVE IS JUST A FEELING

ITS NOT A REAL THING


SCRAPE MY EYES

SOULS LIE HERE DISSAPOINTED

AND CREATE MORE DISSAPOINTMENT FOR EACH OTHER


I THOUGHT OUR SOULS CONNECTED

WHEN YOU SAW INTO THE SHADOW OF MY EYE


MEN ARE CRUEL

BUT THIS WORLD IS CRUELER

WHY DOES EVERYONE SIT IN SILENCE

LIFE CAN BE SWEET

BUT IT SEEMS IMPOSSIBLE

WHEN THE INGREDIENTS ARE PUTRID

IM LOST

WERE LOST

AND OCCASIONALLY SOMEONE IS LOST IN LOVE

LIKE THAT NIGHT IN HIS ROOM

FOR NOW

I SEEM

TO BE

ON A DESTRUCTIVE TREMOR


PAUSE

PAUSE


THIS FAKENESS IS HYPER NORMAL

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