Overcoming my fear of bees because you hurt me more than they ever could.
Constantly lying to people because you lied to me.
I continue to hurt people so I don't have to feel so crappy about myself.
Feeling crappy because I'm a shitty person.
Smoking again so life can end quickly.
Not hurting myself physically because why the fuck would I do that again?
Bees used to scare the shit out of me.
I just let one land on my leg, I didn't run away.
They're so simple, they don't want to hurt anyone.
What did you do to me?