Pick your poison
I want to make sure you know you’re good enough. I want that task. I want to show you off to the world. I want the last laugh. I want you to rock with me for a while, so you can figure out that there’s more to me. I want to do everything with you. I want to make you the priority. But if actions ain’t the same. Then who’s the one to blame when everything goes up in flames. And now I’m standing here, full of shame because I didn’t know better. Now I’m blinded by rage, and I want to engage in violent crimes and you can visibly see demise in my eyes as I write these fucking lines, so I decide to cool it. Before I lose it. Because you were worth it, and I promise I can prove it.
