All we want is a taste.
A taste of love
A taste of being wanted
A taste of being free.
Sometimes it's not enough.
There's dregs
Drops,
left in the glass and it's not enough to suffice and it's not efficient.
sometimes we don't want it,
we think it's evil,
we think it's something we don't want or need to survive.
but it is.
we need it to survive but we don't realise.
Sometimes there's things we do need,
but that's the actual evil.
it pollutes your mind until there's nothing left but a
sad
bitter
jealous person
who doesn't know what's good for them.
The thing is, most of the time, we don't realise what's good or not good for us
and it takes a while to figure that out.
A long, painful, slow, burning, while.
