Something horrible is happening inside of me. I can't hold it any longer, my social mask of sanity is about to slip.
but yeah I hate you for the way you make me feel, the way you feel threatened by me, the way you attack and defend, the way you get familiar with me, the way you've been name calling me all my life.
Still I feel hunted, still I feel betrayed to the point where I want to be betrayed so it can give me some drama in my life.
This pain inside of me is spinning and swirling around in my belly, trying to get through to my chest and get out of my mouth. I have been imprisoned for too long.
Forms and identification has enslaved me for years. I am now.
but yeah I hate you for the way you make me feel, the way you feel threatened by me, the way you attack and defend, the way you get familiar with me, the way you've been name calling me all my life.
Still I feel hunted, still I feel betrayed to the point where I want to be betrayed so it can give me some drama in my life.
This pain inside of me is spinning and swirling around in my belly, trying to get through to my chest and get out of my mouth. I have been imprisoned for too long.
Forms and identification has enslaved me for years. I am now.