I need you to text first
Just one time
I always go first and it makes me feel like ****
Like you don't care
Like nobody cares
Perhaps nobody does?
Maybe I'm just not a likeable person?
Maybe I'm just the secret keeper, the agony aunt?
Dump your **** on me and leave
Just to rub it in
You're not the only one
Others do it too
Which makes it worse
Perhaps I'm destined to be alone?
But maybe,
Just maybe
There's a tiny glimmer of hope.

I drink my own misery
Trying to drain out the pain
I drink my own tears
Trying not to water tissues
I drink my own self
Trying to be absolute
I drink my own soul
Trying to escape reality
I drink my own dreams
Trying to make the road easier
I drink my own friends
Trying to make them real
I drink my own thoughts
Trying to make them dissapear
I drink my own venom
Trying to die in peace
I drink my own reflection
Trying to be invisible
I do all these things
Yet I'm still visible~K.O.

Everyone's moved on
and I'm still here, forgotten
but never alone

The friends he has are wonderful and magestic to the fullest

He creates them

Coming to life in his own reality
He creates abstraction.