all day, not once have I thought...
not a single memory crossed my mind
no flashes, no pain,
no absence felt within—
happy death day dear,
have u achieved everything u wanted now?
the self fulfilling prophecy fulfilled...
the monsters you've created are terrifying now?
your worst wishes manifested?
i can't feel anymore, i don't exist,,,
high as a kite, i'm crossing the streets,,,
cars and bikes whoosh by,
i don't fear for my dear life...
i don't feel....
but i still care so damn much—
its so so disgusting,,,
i still... still care so much
and it makes me ill
drowns my head under water...
and i'm listening... still,
uuugghhhh
i care so damn much,
is that why i can't kill...