Psychotically yours..Today we started therapy,Psychotically yours.. by *undyingGrip
like always, it was fun for me.
I watched your face go from determined to confused,
happy, to sad, then happy again as I told you my story.
The story of how my father beat me when I was a child.
I found it quite amusing, how easily you believed me,
for you see, I can't exactly remember what's happened to me.
But hey, if you're to pick your past, I'd rather make mine multiple choice!
I tell you about my plans,
how they get foiled by a silly man.
I laugh when I see rage cross your face,
due to me mentioning the man who sends me back to this place.
Confusion crosses your face once again when I laugh.