onemorepanic

gonna, stop. shove it. piss it away,
hold the bottle to my mouth, let it drip.

all symptoms fade away.
something might just break away.
but then again, we can only be hopeful.

what can i choose to piss away?
what can i rid of?

the problem we put the strongest effort into pissing away, only grows stronger,

the things we ignore tend to own us.
we're all fucked.
all chances we take, all options we succumb to, become us.

we're never stronger, we're never weaker.
we're the same person no matter what we wear.