I wish he was more honest. I wish he didn’t hide. I wish he didn’t lie you call him a brother and yet you have no idea what he’s done or what he’s capable of. Take me in soak me up drink me dry until I quench your lips thirst of the vast knowledge of the pain held deep with in my veins. You seen a part when I was inducted with mushrooms 🍄 your drugs Kennelly I miss you. Your brown eyes they melt my heart like a chocolate bar on a hot day. Why must I be so weak why am I so fickle how on earth did I get myself into this pickle? How do I get out that’s the better question I wish to escape but I don’t know how. Learning to live in this prison alone. Will I ever see a prince from this tower it’s getting lonely I will say rolling in this fever from all they hey. Is there meaning to any of these stupid conversations what am I gathering and I picking back myself from the depths of these strangers hell?