Vermin

Ive been playing, playing many games

So I dont have to play you, with this body

This body is rotten, written underground 

Burried under words

Choked

Choked

Choked

Choked

I feel insane

And that's not news to me

I drown there

Fantasies

Realities

Pseudo truths I construct 

Or 

Make copies along the way

I don't wanna be alive, 

What can I say?

It's better to fake than 

Die

I guess

If that is that

I'm not even dead yet