I am always being compared to someone else

I try to compete with my taller self, but in the end I remain a loser

Where did I forget the courage to take the next step?

Your response always runs through my head

My true words are forced down my throat along with the liquid

The sensation of my insides being covered in mud makes me terribly restless

Our eyes never meet

Today, again, you bombard me with mindless words

My words are getting harder and harder to come out

It is as if the air around me is frozen and stuck to my throat. It would be convenient to be different

It must feel good to be right

Because of you, I am losing myself and can't find my place in the world

I hate myself for falling into other-blame thinking, but I am not ready to put down my pen just yet

I continue to give you the finest curse words that you will never see

I will not show you my end, but I will see your end