being sick can suck a dick
annika.uh-knee-ka.
Do I waste my days am I critically clinically insane
No sleep just thought I’m so untamed
But humane why do I remain
Is this a test of my brain my brain sees the game I see the game in fame
victims of venom that we spit for attention
I feel used abused but did this I choose
I know we all relate all we want is to escape
But we perpetuate to fill the plate
Big house white gate
It’s all just fake
But still we celebrate in such a world full of hate
Hate hate create do I create do I place you above my place in my face
This pedestal of fate and happiness and bliss
To think there’s something there when we kiss
Forget that forget this i can get though bliss slit my wrist
And end this close my lips but I control if I don’t want to see free or end monotony but tell me what the fucks the remedy
To not care to not stare to ignore to close the door
The answer is I just don’t know so I pray for my soul
And I don’t know if Ill know when I’m old
What is old what is life
I guess it all resides within inside
If I feel alive do what I do to get by its more than a sigh I want to wave goodbye
I want to get high look at the sky so this I realized so these real eyes realized another try
see you when you finally see me isn’t how I know I’m free its when I just breath and just leave me myself be to be me
was i always so consumed in the life of another person. for the first time in a long time today is mine. my hopes and dreams are for me not you.
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can and wisdom to know the difference.