instead silentbob Did you ever feel out of place in your own life Just that blue green melancholy knife it gets me every time I never thought we’d end up like that a pouch of misery growing exceedingly fat weighs me down so bad I’ve got a list of apologies but you’re nowhere near the top I think I’ll take that knife instead and cut my wrists then pull out that pouch pour it in, watch the steam rise up, gray green and blue it gets in my nose makes breathing harder than it already is if the heart were something that could literally break mine would have so many cracks that no deity could mend it and when I look at your eyes All I see is regret when I’d rather see myself instead 010125 ... nr what can i do instead of thinking about you 230203 what's it to you? who go blather from