love starved anorexic
socially accepted reject
left for dead with
a vital signs checklist
what's left if you can't be loved?
without hope or faith
fate's not what's to come,
it's what's to be done
with what you have
but i have nothing and i'm sad,
even less, i'm a depressed wreck of self expression
i might as well run from my problems
only more sorrow will come from trying to solve them
falling deeper in solemn pits of emotion
still looking for an emotion sickness elixer
i guess 2 tylenol 3's can equal a T6er
sweet jesus, i miss her mistreating me!
life's gotten more real than i can take
i've dug a grave with this relationship