rot

Rot has filled me up for so long I cannot imagine my life without it But when I try, it seems effortless, the questions linger Am I just faking it or am I telling the truth I could never tell, if I could, then maybe I could get myself out of this mess But who knows, not me that's for sure Am I real or whole Am I beautiful Am I original Am I worth the call Am I wasting time Am I just a lie Am I really fine Am I really fine I don't know I can try to, to be myself If you say you'll help my dreams mold the seams of reality But we both know it's so hard to breath My lungs will fill with water and my heart will stop