A Thought from the Kitchen Floor
I can't lie. There's a hole in my life that leaves me feeling like killing, the sound of my voice. The shrill screams aren't passing quite as fast as they used to. I'm twenty-two and I feel like I've tried everything. I can't die. Some force keeps holding me up. It doesn't take a very smart man. Obsession I need you to want me not to want me. You won't admit it but I'm only dragging you under. I'm twenty-two and I feel like I've tried everything. I wish I could grant you a way to roll back time to forget the day you ever laid those beautiful eyes on me.
Writer/s: Kind of Like Spitting
