Repackaged unwanted and non-understood love to be returned and recycled for myself
If anyone doesn't understand it's okay I'm headed in a direction where I don't need companionship
Therefore my eyes rolls, talk short, ain't looking for attention, patience short
People love keeping each other from end goals and I've had enough
Sorry I'm not entertaining but to be fair building anything leeches is stressful
Who am I, nothing important and I'm leaning towards isolation for contemplation
Scratched records in our heads repeating similar grooves
Don't ask why I'm being silent as if I'm plotting suicide when I'm not speaking every second
Reflections in every decision and I'm deciding if these chest pains, empty wallet, and clinginess are worth biting sore tongue for better times
Shouldn't be a tense affair requesting silence, respect my losses, swear I'm getting what I deserve, half-hearted gifts
Fuck complaining, some days need good rain then, I expect figurative flowers yet receive bills
Underwater without gills, they swear allegiance to oil spills so slick yeah destructive.
Emotion Dough 
What are you thinking about after reading this?