I am always being compared to someone else I try to compete with my taller self, but in the end I remain a loser Where did I forget the courage to take the next step? Your response always runs through my head My true words are forced down my throat along with the liquid The sensation of my insides being covered in mud makes me terribly restless Our eyes never meet Today, again, you bombard me with mindless words My words are getting harder and harder to come out It is as if the air around me is frozen and stuck to my throat. It would be convenient to be different It must feel good to be right Because of you, I am losing myself and can't find my place in the world I hate myself for falling into other-blame thinking, but I am not ready to put down my pen just yet I continue to give you the finest curse words that you will never see I will not show you my end, but I will see your end