am i really sinking this low?

you had the craziest dreams

while my mind is a sinful work of art

i'd tear my fucked up skin apart 

just to prove that there's nothing left inside

i hate everything i write
''that's okay''- they say -
''words hate you too''

the holes in my heart are as estranged as my love

there are cracks in my lips
that could send this room away
tell you mother that you love me
tell your father that you needed him

don't wanna get love from lies 
but all my friends left me everytime i've told the truth