Mai

You can win it

If you know you can win it

You will win

You know you will win it

Is it selfish to not take one’s hand out of your own fear of rejection?

Is it selfish to not the daily deal and carry on with your day from the lack of feel?

Is it selfish to not give back to those who gaves but not asked to do so?

I don’t think I even understand the word anymore

I wish I was the one alive and thriving

But instead i’m dead

At the bottom with the other shitty murderers

I shouldn’t be here

I know how to kill

But It’s too late for me

..I can’t stay dead for long

Next time, when I come back

No one, no they

In a room of none

Quiet and calm where no one can hear

Silent and dead so no one can bear

The truth that comes with my heartless heart

I think for most it will sound quite tart

No hate for all, just pure disgust

I wish i could leave these thoughts in the dust

I know im not best because I can be a mess

At least im not a messy bitch

Who gives all a rapid itch

So Violent so angered

But so fraud

Those words aren’t true

Nor you

Words from you are only for pleasure

Not for I, just you

And It’s not funny

I am not a lost bunny

Making me hook the bait

To impress your fish mates

My sore is all

Soon for pain to stall

Stall is slow

Stall is short

I might just end it all

All is hurt

Hurt is all

My mind cant take the fall

And eats up my used mush

Flush to wash

Wash then leave

I wish i could pee indeed

Brown matter doesn't go

But stays like a tight bow