Did I ask for this? Did I beg to be? When I see you I feel nothing but rage. Why do I think this way? Living by your laws and convections in a futile chase of someone elses dream of a perfect world. Will that make me "happy"? Does that really exist? 9-5 my mind away for someone elses gain while I rot away inside. Which path is correct, one chance to go round and I refuse to waste it on you. You are not special no one is, just a bunch of talking apes with far to much power over it all. Go with the mainstream flow or rot by the wayside. How the fuck do I get out of my head? Trapped inside screaming to get out, left with only the echos of past failures.
To whom it may concern
Fuck you
signed
a broken drone with to much time to think.
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