Untitled and Uncued

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.

Ruined relationships

because I have no censorship.