Not everyone is an artist but everyone is a fucking critic.

Keep your cool
Do not give into emotion
An ill wind
Will blow

I'm not living
I'm just killing time
Your tiny hands
Your crazy kitten smile

never use a person to forget another

I live among the creatures of the night
I haven’t got the will to try and fight Against a new tomorrow
so I guess I’ll just believe it
That tomorrow never comes

I bury my brain to stop the thinking but it goes on