I think I’m starting to figure out my life, because the past two years have come and gone so fast I’ve lost my mind. (Well, I guess) That I don’t have time to change my ways in one fucking day, repeating situations in my head. (What could have I done different?) But goddamn the day this long life gets the best of me. The medication in my system blindly moves me on. I’ll look towards a time when I tell myself I’m just fine. I’ll finally find the time to clear my mind. (And piece together what is mine) I think I want to start again. Shove a knife in my heart. (Bleed me out) I want to feel my innocence, reborn in me through the honesty of treating everyone I love like a human being. (To spare their feelings) I want to feel like a human being. But goddamn the day this long life gets the best of me. The medication in my system blindly moves me on. I’ll look towards a time when I tell myself I’m just fine. I’ll finally find the time to clear my mind. (And piece together what is mine) Make me. Hate me.
