I should've..

I should've never fronted like I was fine
now I'm contemplating whether or not I wanna hang off my tree's vine after I drink this bottle of wine.
I'm curious, I wanna know what death taste like. The devil himself sounds sexier when you call him Diablo.
I'm scared I'm hurt and all I do is paint a smile on my face, I'm a corrupt version of frida kahlo herself.
I should've never fronted like I was ok
bleach looks like champagne to me now and I'm finding it hard to tell the difference between hello and goodbye.
I miss who I was and I hope someone pulls her out of my darkness soon because I'm too curious and I'm not fine, I'm not ok.