There's so much so much too much.
And it's all bloody ringing in my ears.
Every single fucking thing I do is wrong, wrong, wrong and don't I know it.
Don't I know it indeed.
There is something incredibly wrong with me right now.
I would laugh at myself. I want to. So that I'll feel worse.
I want the ringing to stop.
And I want to finish off all those draggy letters and then bloody fucking go.
Go Charis, just bloody go already and stop fucking talking about it.
No one's listening anyways.
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