i open wide
i let you in.
yr knife has scarred my back again.
so innocent
a bit naive
simple.
my mouth is full
my tongue is tied.
i digest the shit i can;t spit out
the paint has dried
it;s framed & hung
on display

how could you break my trust?
i try to wash away the memory

you draft design
you sketch outline
then you make it up
you improvise
do i amuse
yr basement low
self esteem?

& i see yr smile - break
laughing all the while - break

just close my mouth
don;t say a word while you decide
what;s never heard
but don;t forget
my final thought
fuck you

how could you break my trust?
why don;t you take it all?

music: socialburn; fireflies
mood: jumpy