Well, I confess that it still lingers. I see it on the walls of every empty room. I spent the day hiding from myself and let the ugly, awkward parts take control. I'm just as fucked as I used to be. Subtract me from me - I don't want to be anything. I tried to bleach it out, but I failed. I'm just as fucked as I used to be. An amalgam of things that have sabotaged me. If I'm not haunted, I'm not anything.