The 2 A.M Writer

Selfish

You always tell me how it\'ll really end

Your end result never does change

But it\'s not sowing my head back in place

I\'m so tired from what I constantly defend

Can I find somewhere to hide again?

Or another to base happiness from?

You make me so guilty

So fucking guilty

All because I want it to end

Is this what I get for being so selfless?

I\'m blind to my narcissism

But with the gold pins put in my eyes

I don\'t see how it\'s selfish

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