Parasite

Trying to let go but gravity won’t let me This is just another excuse for my heart Because I want your company even though it’s bad for me Everyone seems to ask for just a little more and then question their own questions Constantly looking for trouble and sinking in life when trouble finds you Like backwards is forward we all go against the grain Messing up leaving the heart lame the question is always why Well the answer is you p.s. you need some of the bad to fight the parasite trying to kill you…