The bitch is back
Welcome. It has come to my attention that my mental crisis Is being televised In your tiny glowing screens, you watch me bleed Scoff, "borderline" Alongside with jokes about pains none of you could ever Grasp You laugh and clink your glasses My screams are just a scratch So now, my tongue is still blade, But your skin isn't worthy it Since I am doing this whole PR thing, let's bring some stuff to light I never tried to abused anyone, but please don't confuse my trauma for dumbness I might be naive, but I caught every joke Every uninvitation Every time I wanted so bad to be part of a group And they turned me into the punchline From now on, the blood in my mouth will not Be turned into honey I will swallow every drop without cutting I will smile afterwards and terrorize your jokes With my bloodied teeth and still stunning I will not die Even when every force tries to kill me and insomnia Insists on hugging me tightly Every night I will persist, because at least I...
