i have brains

never anything to say, nothing good to give away just another waste of a day sitting in my room half-naked i dont want to breath it takes up too much energy build another effigy of me and watch it burn to the ground! watching as my gums slowly start to bleed spitting in the sink finding it really hard to think my lungs feel half their size why must i scream? and why so early? it's really not like me but that's not an apology someone told me that i have no sense of responsibility at least i think thats what they said i wasnt listening