silly string

you want me to be your puppet

but then you cut the strings

you cannot be trusted

not by any means

i still let you tie the knots

and then you fucking choke

you’re in a mental paradox

you let yourself provoke

i watch you break

what you can’t control

lost in the power

it eats you whole

while i keep standing in this twisted role

stuck in strings that i let you hold

you spin your tales,

but they all unwind

love you fabricate,

leaving me blind

i hear your voice,

it’s desperate, but why?

is it just hollow words

that always fucking die

in my ears they echo

but theyre just fucking empty

why cant i just let you go

you wish you never met me

i stay so still stuck between your grip

waiting for the sheers to snip

or maybe even stab

was i just an experiment

in your little mental lab

now your fear is dominant

and I don’t understand

why you won’t comeback

cant even try to adapt, unwrap

the strings you were choking on

THANK GOD IV FUCKING SNAPPED

im over it

10/25/2024