Disease

I end up in L.A. A new beginning. But underneath the layers, Of movie stars and Beauty Queens and Jocks. I see the sheen of dirt Lurking beneath the streets. The stoners, dealers, Fake girls with red lips. It’s the same in every City. Sounds depressing. I guess I’m used to it. Kyle…the guy who did It all. That’s what They say to me. Why so Chivalrous now? Why the big ego? You’re No better than us. Jealousy turns corpses over In their graves. Watch yourself boy, They taunt… Don’t let your ego Fly to high. I feel like the old Scrooge The weight of my sins Dragging me down. Anna hauled me up. I pulled her down. She was too good For me anyways. Forget, forget, forget… Painful memories that plague my mind… Scars, home, her name… Why does her name… Still have the power to hurt me? I’m a living disease, Only barely alive. Capable of destruction, Of poisoning, and Hurting the ones I love. People I care about.