You are my societal beef and cheese
My world exists where relationships are absurd
You ask me to be here, just to please
And I am so fucking sick of living in your ghost world
You ask me to see a streak of blithe in everything
And yet you persecute me
Is it because of your catatonic way of feeling?
Or is it merely your innate creed; to flee
You perceive I have a blurry mind
And I enjoyed the times we had nothing to say
Unfortunately, as much as we bitch, we are inevitably entwined
As much as I pray to be alone, the thought of you just wont go away
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