they've been vandalizing my face and body since i was young and blaming it on the cigs, making me see the dermatologist for his poisons, to parade in front of other for humiliation
because of that field trip in Iowa, where i dont even remember anything, except being alone with her and feeling uncomfortable by her stillness
24/7 voices and dreams, giving me commands sometimes and making me feel like i have to obey them
how can i love your children more than my own?
