Basking in your misery, I think you enjoy it by now. Without misery you wouldn't be who you are. You're so afraid to be happy you won't even dabble. You're so afraid someone will take it away from you, so you sit in misery. You sit alone.
You always lie straight to my face because you believe the lie, but I will see through it. I'm trained to see the lies. I've seen yours, and I'm sure I will see more again. I can do hyper-vigilance, baby. It's my specialty. I'm always one step ahead.
