My flaws & logic are forever at war
it’s the little self esteem I have left keeping them apart and alive
once I experienced love as an immature prickly thing and its teenage taste went stale way too often I made the switch to artificial sweetener
now I feel like a burst liver, a human kidney stone mouth full to the brim with spit right before you heave to a toilet
I’m no fan of myself lately, I’m my number one heckler
creeping out the strangest I act without trying I just sit and smile I barely blink upside down resting bitch face
I think I’ll give the Zoloft a shot after I take one I’m so imaginary my friends are too
I’ll never be the highest one in the room
but I bet I can make you feel
lifted
just don’t
look
–LM
The Lexicon 