Straightening out the psychiatric chaos left me devastated. Believing in goodness prevailing was a mistake and it left me irritated. I thought there was a point to me showing up but it seems I was mistaken. I wonder why your public displays are always to make me look taken. Abrasive gestures were made by the ones who showed up to take it all away. This reminiscing has brought up a conversation with nothing left to say. You only want to make love to me every time you are totally spun. All the things you do to hold us together are causing us to come undone.