Watch me.
Watch me please.

I've got no urge to
swallow power drills
or
play chicken in front of
trains.

Watch me, please.

I need to know if I'm
better. If I'm finally better.

Sanity just might be
over rated.
I'm almost bored with normalcy.
Of not having an irrational fears
or having a way of measuring my strength.

I suspect I'm not actually better,
just replacing my vices.
I'm worse because I think I'm
fine.

Like the addict who says
he's not addicted.

Like I'm not a self injurer
hurting myself with you.


Self Inflicted by Katy Perry