Obsession with the thoughts of depression. How many licks will it take before you reach the core of our confessions? Hypnotize our eyes with lies sugar- coated with sprinkles of truth!
Blurry vision of a familiar face in front of us. Our senses define your features as promiscuous. The complete epitome of a sweet treat that our teeth can’t handle….Ohhh, how smoothly you slither your way in!
How dare we put our souls in such predicament? We could scarcely fathom the idea of killing ourselves underhandedly behind this misfit!
Wake the Hell up, before Heaven passes you by!