You with certainty earned it

Playing a knife on breathing rib cage. Screeching the nails upon the pain of Sorrow emptying the nothingness to ignore or to be ingnored to be meaningles save me from the bright colors expanding, and piercing in an endless cacophony of noise of the voices clouding my consciousness and free will The obnoxiousness of it all will not stop speaking to me "slit your throat open to see" whispered in my ear lie upone the grave we made out for you as your burred deep contributing what you believe to be quality upon disabled senses. to be a member of your own identity changing yourself to comfort the spiders consuming you suffice to say You know you're responsible. you know you're inconsiderate. interrupting yourself with the threatened feeling of your uncompetency. nobody cares about your determination or passion what motivates Corrections you engage in your warped sense of reality suppose you understood the request mentioned by all your mannerisms, elegant, methodical, manufactured Shaping yourself around the idea that you want this, when you know its only to please the eyes surrounding you breathing for them Bleeding for them Being for them sacrificing yourself image for nothing in return. You will die for this.