chocking on my tears
drowning in my own snots and fear,
OH DEAR! OH DEAR!!!
my feelings are all wet and soaked
my heart grew some puppy eyes.
when did self-pity become my new high?
I didn’t even realize.
hello there little boy,
feeling confused and bewitched?
here! I’ ll borrow you some balls,
(in order to)
deal right in this moment with your inside
thriving trolls!
should you hide, should you get up?
is this or not, the perfect moment to prove yourself a fuck-up?
I love my dilemmas buying me time,
making me feel comfy and cozy
like a brand new shiny dime.
just one more tear and squealing sigh, please.
I promise you, all this drama is nothing more than your pathetic inner slut tease.
