Honestly, Chroma Q & A by Dads
I dwell on things that break my own heart,
I think and think until I drink and drink,
it’s the side of myself that I’m most comfortable with;
the side of me that lets me sleep.
I dwell on things to break my own heart
because I could give a shit about how I think.
I just keep hoping my brain, my heart, and my guts will stop
don’t call me a coward when I say these things
just be proud I’m not ashamed of who I am
just be proud I’m not like you.