something i wrote
Why am i the one who is blamed for the door to not be locked
can someone help me realize why the small things mean so much
Why should i be blamed for living the hell most people dont kno exist
and why the fuck should i try to pretend to have a smile on my face
the things that arent meant to be viewed, are the images of my life
and the feelings from the past disaster cycle through my mind unfairly
the shit i took from the praising fucks made me the man i am today
and the shit i still put up with fuck with my easily moldable head
are these flashes of death normal for the average fucking human
or am i just another waste of life for the lives of my fucking peers.
the pain stabs me everyday and the pity i receive controls me.
and its all cause i shut my mouth to the people i hated, a mistake.
well it wont sink in anymore, i refuse to process immaturity this day
and any day proceeding the rise of bashing continuosly on the weak
i am the weak and you are the insult drained fuck that never gave up
a life in this world is nothing but a nightmare that will never stop
i am the pilot of my bloody fist that destroys your ashed forehead
today, forgiveness will not be granted by the local high priest
and the flag which you neglect will cover your can forever
the bullshit will stop now, and continue after the trigger is pulled, tomorrow
can someone help me realize why the small things mean so much
Why should i be blamed for living the hell most people dont kno exist
and why the fuck should i try to pretend to have a smile on my face
the things that arent meant to be viewed, are the images of my life
and the feelings from the past disaster cycle through my mind unfairly
the shit i took from the praising fucks made me the man i am today
and the shit i still put up with fuck with my easily moldable head
are these flashes of death normal for the average fucking human
or am i just another waste of life for the lives of my fucking peers.
the pain stabs me everyday and the pity i receive controls me.
and its all cause i shut my mouth to the people i hated, a mistake.
well it wont sink in anymore, i refuse to process immaturity this day
and any day proceeding the rise of bashing continuosly on the weak
i am the weak and you are the insult drained fuck that never gave up
a life in this world is nothing but a nightmare that will never stop
i am the pilot of my bloody fist that destroys your ashed forehead
today, forgiveness will not be granted by the local high priest
and the flag which you neglect will cover your can forever
the bullshit will stop now, and continue after the trigger is pulled, tomorrow