Sick Flicks

I don’t want me to know how i’m doing when you’re gone I don’t want to go home but it’s dark out and i’m tired I don’t want to think straight cause it’s one of those days How many different things do I need to get me through this phase? I won’t think anything of it Everyone's talking about why i feel shitty Everyone's so invested in my feelings I don’t know how many times I’ve read this poem But I know you’re more in my head than myself this time And how many different things do I need to get me through this phase? I don’t want you to notice But I won’t think anything of it I don’t want you to notice But I won’t think anything of it Everyone's talking about why I feel shitty Everyone's so invested in my feelings There’s nothing here for you or me, I don’t want to know me I hope that I come around cause i need me