i cant expect a single thing from you
with nothing to do you
sit all day in your room and you
spiral and your mind consumes you
and you want to die
nothing satisfies you but he tries
to supply you with lines that rhyme
like you asked
but then it sounds like rap in his head
so he does what he wants to for once
and refuses to bend to your will
fuck rhyming
I give you everything
but you won’t look past your own sadness
to see the tidal waves of joy
your moonbeam brings to me
when you decide to finally smile
taking it with grains of salt
turned into high blood pressure
my heart stops
each time you decide to respond
and I wonder
if I’m lucky or cursed by you
But its ok – you don’t have to worry
you’ve eliminated all of your problems
and no one has to depend on you
for anything
because they know they can’t
And ill be here the next time
you want to die
and let you ruin my day
when you say those things you shouldn’t
because
I somehow love your dark light
and the shadows you cast
and those dogs of yours
but goddamn wouldn’t it be easy
if no one expected anything from me