The fact that you and I co-exist in the same reality is always there, In the back of your head, Haunting and taunting you. I don’t need to trigger you, as you are always in that deep state of fuckey. For as long as you can remember, never not spiraling. I don’t need to remind you of my existence, as it lives in your brain, rent free, For all eternity. I simply exist, and you spiral on autopilot. Just as I programmed you to.