take me for example

more than you can handle

mix me with placenta strong against my grandma

wasted masturbation bedrooms decorated

with my sperms depression great imagination

I'm sane my imagination mix me with her

is this all your weak ass has for me

stop your crying, stop your whining

you little bitch

stop your crying, stop your whining

you little

my disease apologies I need more

than just drink some warm milk honey

slit my wrists

close to hating razors

shell out pain to strangers

a place to lay my head

kitchen floor he said

I'm sane my imagination mix me with her

is this all your weak ass has for me

stop your crying, stop your whining

you little bitch

stop your crying, stop your whining

you little

two times I hurt myself

you don? know what pain is till you sit on your pretty little cloud

your porcelain god

I look through the mirror, my wrists bleed

stop your crying

stop your whining

stop your crying

just stop you little