❝The truth is, pain happens. We learn this from the first time we fall down and skin our knee, or bump our head, or scratch our own delicate newborn face because our sharp fingernails grow overnight. We hurt ourselves, we hurt others, and others hurt us. But sometimes… sometimes someone harms you in a way nobody should ever be harmed. Someone touches you in a way nobody should ever be touched. Sometimes, the person who wounds you the deepest is a person you once thought you would always trust, thought you would always count on, thought you would always love. And in one instant, you’re different. You find yourself in a new body, new skin, a new mind. You’re unrecognizable. Even the blood that pulses through your veins feels unfamiliar. You’re trapped, as if in a prison cell. You can never get out. There’s no escaping you. And that might be the worst kind of pain there is.❞
Pour your life into a cup. Take what’s left, it’s best to drink it up. A greedy man, he says “Hello Sir.” You are cold with no reply.
I play king, and I resurrect. Just to say something you wouldn’t expect.
Let’s talk about trust, you Judas. Let’s talk about lust, you liar. Let’s talk about everything you thought I’d never know. Let’s talk about faith, I’m psychic. Let’s talk about fake, you’re plastic. Let’s talk about everything I know you’ll never know.
You sit and swear that I’m crazy. It’s not my fault that your brain is too lazy. Sittin’ on a mushroom, confused by the jokes. Watchin’ stories bein’ blown in smoke.
I play king, and I resurrect. Just to say something you wouldn’t expect.
Let’s talk about trust, you Judas. Let’s talk about lust, you liar. Let’s talk about everything you thought I’d never know. Let’s talk about faith, I’m psychic. Let’s talk about fake, you’re plastic. Let’s talk about everything I know you’ll never know.
Let’s talk about trust, you Judas. Let’s talk about lust, you liar. Let’s talk about everything you thought I’d never know. Let’s talk about faith, I’m psychic. Let’s talk about fake, you’re plastic. Let’s talk about everything, everything, everything.
You do not get to ruin my confidence. You do not get to ruin my self worth. You don’t get to ruin my mood. You don’t get to ruin anything, not my belongings, not my emotions, and not my fucking trust. Above all, you will not break my Spirit ever again. If you do, I will throttle you in the most painful way imaginable, because I will not let you do that to me ever, ever again.
