miss-mustang

You say its mutual, Lies to convince yourself. You've done nothing wrong. No one is hurt. You murder someone. Yes, convince yourself, That you've done nothing is wrong. Someone is still hurt. Ignorance is bliss, isn't it? Never feeling guilt. Gut a human. Save yourself. Hallucinations are what you cling to. Swallow your pills. Smoke your weed. High on heroine. Dry tears. Cowardice to face yourself. You become pathetic with your attempt at justice. You're the same as your captors. Your misery would give me pleasure. Am I so sadistic to want to watch you fail? Is everyone such a mess? Do they all turn the other cheek? Is