egodystonic

People see it and I want to be adored
God forbid I find myself without praise

One drink succumbs me to a lesser feeling
Maybe its God doing all of that forbidding

I lost a lot of focus in my personal life
To chase this feeling of hopeless adoration

I find myself tagging pictures
With myself
For eons of internet pages at a time

I don't even care much for it deep down
It's all in pursuit to fill a void
With myself
For eons of internet pages at a time

These are just illuminated boxes
Of plain text
It must be God and all of that forbidding
God forbid I don't put myself here
Every fucking day of my life