I can't think clearly
In chunks my mind will flow...

Words come scrambled
In fragments and parts...

Self-confidence dashed there's nothing left
Frustration building like rotting flesh...

I'm not sure I want to get better
Put an end to all these tears...

You show me how much you care
With the way you say my name...

The world brakes off
My side's created anew...

You make me feel dead inside
You make me wish I'd said goodbye...

Smoking gun of smoking cost
Smoking gun of lost trust...

It hangs over my head
The solution's just out of reach...

With a phone to my ear
I'm surrounded in my mind...

She has no clue why she's here
sitting on these steps...

Omiter of emotion
Pusher of progress...