It's the public and permanent nature that I so often forget no thought before I express to share with more than I know the recesses of my head or the drama I tempt I know I act on impulse now and all I say then forms perceived identity in the terms of what you see most of me and this I can not undo. Fuck me entropy Shit that lines my mind for all I did not think that I should hide To voids I now confide these bad impressions amplified A sad truth, when I'm alone I turn straight to you to reinforce refractions of what we all do I need something to distract me when there's no one around and you can always keep scrolling down. When did I accept this as a constant? I guess this is not the platform for oversharers who choose to stay indoors who do not think before perhaps it's best to choose to be ignored Now an unsure self-saboteur the life outside my mind is just a game so lets see the many ways I can squirm And then there's those who see the fool I make but they choose not to speak thee scale I chose for every misstep to bury deep Well I guess this is just the futures vision a new feature of the human condition a callous realm to share suppositions project yourself to learn your position opt out to be met with suspicion privacy is no longer tradition nancy drew starts her inquisition must find your definition
I am good and bad and I am bad at thatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
