Trepidation, Trials, and Tribulations

My eyes and ears are red,
My pride is hurt; I'm jaded,
The nightmares I've ben fed,
I deny that you're related.
Another way to die,
Another conversation-
That'll never wait until July,
Have you any consideration?

Get the fuck out of here.

Blaming You

Where were you...
You liar...You fucking liar.