Miami Queen

You reinforced my insecurities By lacking in any empathy Deteriorating tragically Not good for my stability Spoiling all my fortresses And toiling till I'm formless Well, blood has destroyed us All my energy aborted I'm getting spat out of my house again Moving back and forth out of my ends It was a gloomy day back in November Still not over it, i still remember I'm going round round round round To find my mind My ma and pa don't like the boy that i love But they also don't know how often i hurt Well they still don't know me But still act like they own me Bitter like your soul i think I've had many reasons to believe nothing One more pill down And i still hate everything My mental health has delivered your vice I'm feeling useless, yet i take no advice And i still miss you Mimi I still think of you baby Hope you think of me too I hope you think of me too, just maybe I'm going round round round round To find my mind Round round round round To find whats mine