There's a smudge on my screen where your name used to be

and I like it that way because it's tainted
like you.
Is it possible for a cynic to fall in love too easily?
Is it possible to be homicidal, yet also
charismatic and out-going?

I don't know, but I will say this:
staying motivated is hard,
its like I'm constantly searching.
Gotta find new reasons to keep breathing,
find new things to believe in,
find new beds to sleep in.

Because all my idols are dead,
old ghosts fuck with my head,
all I ever dream of is leaving.

I didn't intend for all of that to rhyme, but there you go.
I'm never satisfied so I just lay here.