Dancing with the Moon

I am unaccompanied except for these unwanted thoughts of you . I wish it weren’t true. I don’t know what to do.. wish I could make a new you .. who knew the shit not to put me through , who wasn’t fake . A slacker or a secret hacker with psychosomatic stories and rhymes designed to make me lose my mind .. or my self esteem.. don’t even play you know exactly what I mean .. I feel so unclean from this bad dream. How was I so unaware my life has become a fucking nightmare and you weren’t even there . You were preparing for your lengthy exit on the intro, operating on the down low you’re incredible .. a medical mystery have me wondering how you did that to me .. it want the designing must of just been the timing .. how did you get so lucky … you just fucked me and you planned on it .. my lif became a stage n you took a stand on it . Loved me yeah far from it … like your Facebook back in the day .. with Stacy what’s her f*%ck.. what did that dumb bitch say.. don’t matter .. I’m flattered but she’s still fatter and I’m the mad hatter or the hatress with dog piss on my mattress .. a hole in my dress .. as for a soul I got nothing left.. oh you’re not impressed .. maybe I should try a coupe hundred bills next.. you put me in isolation ,plied me with predation dotted through with frustration meaningless confrontation and nights and nights of sleep deprivation .. do you hear what I’m saying or let me put this way .. can you feel me ? Well you should of healed me not concealed me or freed me did you ever even need me did I ever even need you .. I’m so confused or was it just the shit I was going though but right now I’m about to reveal me …