All medicated geniuses

Sometimes you have a scab and all you can do is pick and pick at it until it bleeds and all you're left with is a bloody mess and a gaping wound. No amount of cover-up will make it less visible. You've gone and done something you never wanted to and there's no turning back. You've become something you've never thought was possible. You regret it, but no amount of salted tears will fix it. You just have to wait for it to heal on its own.