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Throwing myself into art so I don’t fall apart,

Cancelled my Spotify subscription so I don’t spiral out,

Cuz all I wanna do is listen to Kid Cudi and engulf myself in depression,

I’m addicted to this curse of a blessing,

Hit on an old friend today, New obsession,

I don’t even really want her, I just want a distraction,

I’m no good for no one, not even myself,

Pulled some cards on her and she thinks I’m mediocre at best,

How does she know?

We ain’t talked since years ago,

I’m better than I was then, 

But worse off than a few years,

Showing my cat my new painting, behind tears,

Life is hard, losing her my only fear,

Wish heaven would call me but they want me here.

Wish I had the power to disappear,

EmbarrassEd to even tell people where I live,

Some days I’m feeling myself, 

But I do things like hit on the wrong person to keep me in check,

Subconscious, unconscious, this liquor got me wet,

The only way lately, I satisfy myself,

I want something better,

I really do,

I want out of this OB,

I’m spiraling and just want somebody to hold me, 

It’s the same thing, I feel like I have no control,

Popping pills, my little bit of hope.

Have you ever watched a movie and fantasized you were the characters? 

I fantasize and I still wanna die no matter what body my soul lands,

Tragic.