a thousand things were expected of me and of my life things I couldn’t care less about passion’s long gone I’ll be better off isolated bathed in misery fade into nothing self imposed exile detach myself from everything imbibe and forget any trace of normalcy let me die broke as shit drunk and alone nights spent tossing and turning memories fade of those better times years bleed together when you don’t care if you’re alive 12 years of sleepless nights alone waiting to die