​​​​truth in habitual
Why did you call?
Did you need something
From me?

How did you fall?
From heights of something
Upon something

Sever my
Unjust limbs
Discard my
Broken bones

I am not
Part of me
I could say
Truthfully

I wrote this for myself
On the frontend of a rope
It's only a habit
One could hope
Take this for myself-
-selfish pretence
Give me an opinion
Stop sitting on the fence
Take this for yourself
Give it present tense
Amputate the rest of me
For I couldn't repent
Why did you call?
Did you need something
From me?
How did you fall?

Why did you call?
Did you need something
From me?
How did you fall?
Are you scared of nothing?
Are you scared of nothing?