I am as tired as you are

With this madness in my head.

There lies no method in it.

no reason to instigate.

I have this fear of being told

That I am a liar and a whore.

I see what you can’t-

Will you believe me if you can?

Don’t tell me I started it

I might take it in my hand to end

Somethings that’s not a part of me

But me..