“I close my eyesAnd sink within myselfRelive the gift of precious memoriesIn need of a fix called innocenceWhen did it begin?The change to come was undetectableThe open wounds expose the importance ofOur innocenceA high that can never be bought or sold.”
“The fragile art of existenceIs kept alive by sheer persistenceThe fragile art of existence.No time for self-pityNo time for dwelling on what should have beenBut is yet to be.”
“I would pay snakes to bite her.”
“You don’t care where I live or how I feel, or what I eat or how I feed my kids or how I pay the doctor if I get sick, and yes I am stupid and bored and weak, but I am still your responsibility.”
“I am trash and shit and crazy to you and this whole fucking world. You don't care where I live or how I feel, or what I eat or how I feed my kids or how I pay the doctor if I get sick, and yes I am stupid ad bored and weak, but I am still your responsibility.”
“Maybe the truth is I really want to like you instead.”