Self loathe, self hate-
these things you think you can relate.
Not for attention,
Just a reflection of who I think I am.
But who am I really?
I don't know.
Nor do I fucking care.
No...that's a lie.
... I care too much.
But it seems like I'm always stuck.
Going back to the places I don't want to,
saying things I don't mean to.
Fuck, why can't I just let it go?
Feels like the things coming out of my mouth
make everything go south.
because I have no censorship.