Her sarcastic speech and psychotic screams echo deep within me and every time I try to get away I can't conjure the charisma to smile and be okay. In our hearts, our minds, our souls, and across dance floors we, as one, swayed. But I would trade it all away for one night with you and the narcissistic nonsense and all the negativity makes me numb and now I know just exactly how far you could make me go.
While your whispers and your whimpers make me wish that you would walk away not just for my, but for your own, sake. Because I know you deserve something more beyond the sweet socialism where you give your all but there's nothing you can take.
