How Deep Is Your Game?

Cutting People Out Of Your Life Is Easy, Keeping Them In Is Hard.

Looks To Me Like You've Been Making Garbage For A While And Dragging It With You. Now You Need To Get Out Of Here, And That Garbage Is Weighing You Down.

What Did I Do? I Walked Into A Drugstore To Look For Some Mints, And Then I Walked Out. What Was Wrong With That? I Didn't Kill Mr. Nesbitt.

My Life Is Not Packaged, Not Tidy. There Are Leftover Strands And Jagged Edges That Cut Even My Friends.

If Anyone Could Look Into My Head See Or Feel The Dread That Has Captured Me Or See Within This Sad, Unhappy Brain They Would Only Turn Away Turn Away.