That Little Devil in Everyones Head

Trace lines around the memories that fill you with hate. every spoken word, you've heard before. holding onto every scene, like its the only thing that can determine your fate. not being able to diverge the memories of emotions past. ignorance holding them both back, into the same repeated failure. trying so hard to accept it, I drive myself further down. Let go of it, I will always remember everything. right down to every detail. Forgetting only leads to feeling numb. Nothing can be done about it. Changing yourself for the better, makes you much worse. Nothing can be dealt with in a civilized manner. I can't change this, you're perfect. I forgive you, for something you never attempted. forgive me? Trace lines around my tangled mind. Dotted lines have been set for your convenience, finish the job.