you were a complete mess
died black hair
with the blonde pieces all over
your hair looked good
but your eyes were sad
hopeless
pale face
blank expression
smoking a cigarette
i dreamt you were a fuck up
you fucked every guy you knew
and tried any drug someone offered you
but i still wasn't good enough for you
i woke completely depressed
i know that wouldn't happen
the extreme of the worst
why do i care about you in my dreams
fuck you
i'm doing things differently now
no more of this shit
i'm going to be… alright
fuck…
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