i am a walking self destruct button. glowing red while soothing voices tell you you're about to die. flashing lights with epileptic seizures, i count down calmly to my own demise with a smiling tone and a steady eye.
and all i beg is that you hit me again so i can count backwards from 30...
about the time it takes for me to totally fuck up my life.
about the time it takes for me to make a single mistake.
about the time it takes for me to regret hitting send.
about the time it takes to realize i fuck myself over all the time
about the time it takes to know i do it all to myself.
about the time it takes to really start hating how i am.
about the time it takes to really start hating who i am.
about the time it takes to really wish i was someone else.
about the time it will take for you to realize i'm completely fucked
and completely fucked up
and completely fucking insane.
about the time for anyone to decide they don't really care anymore.
about the time it takes for it all to just be over.
My Fight with Food
15 years ago
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