Fuck you!
I didn't ask for this.
I didn't ask for this talent.
For this overflow of words that keep coming and running and gunning down my mind and grinding and orgasming and screaming and crying.
I didn't ask for this.
I didn't ask to be alone in this world.
I didn't ask to know that I have everyone but have no one who loves me like I can love them.
I didn't ask to be restrained with extreme happiness or extreme depression.
"Everybody is depressed,"
Fuck you!
I'm not happy when I'm sad
But no one is.
No one is asking you for your opinion like the onion you are as you peel away the false sincerity that you wear on your face. That plastic facade on the left side of that building you were walking into. We don't give a fuck what you do.
No one asked you for your opinion.
Just because you're so tied up in what we're doing doesn't mean you matter.
Happy family, food platter, me love you long time
Cause I'm Asian. I'm a cancer with a cancer that's feeding on my heart.
Love.
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