"
I want to pull me up and lick my wounds with my old sandpaper tongue
And I need to try to stop lying
Need to rip my throat out, and shove it back again
So i can swallow my acid spit
And breathe in my words, my thoughts and reason
The reasons why I'm such a f**ing face in the bushes
And all these times I never told my mother, that I want to die, that I've wanted to cry my whole f**ing life
And all these times I never told my father
That I was made a pretty girl
But sh** got f**ed somewhere down the line
I'm trying so hard to be someone I can love
But it's so difficult
When I'm stuck making others happy, but I still feel selfish
Sometimes I just need to
Place my temple on the asphalt
And slow my breathing
Til it stops
Listening to the purr of cars
Like a fox in roadk**
"
— J.D