It burns and boils inside me,
it's a drug,
shaping and shifting my emotions.
I can't stand myself anymore,
I can stare, and hate even more,
but I can't get myself together to love.
Love is nothing, it is a shadow.
It is only there if you let it be,
and it's not there.
I am shaking and shrinking,
it's the drug.
Tempting and taunting my mind.
I can't stand myself anymore.
The mere presence sets me off
and I burn with anxiety and jealously inside.
Jealously is changing, it's powerful,
it's dangerous,
and I hate it, but it's there.
