Out of sight
Now they all look at me like I'm triple six
Hateful shit
Drowning in a river of demented shit
Why do I always feel dead
I'm intrusive in my head
I like to think that I am not here when I'm by myself
Tryna make way even when I'm staring at the dark
I'm my own light thus if I'm lost then I can find a spark
Definite monotony my patterns they do not change
Tried to break the cycle but I ended up inside that same
Mad depressive toxic suffocated mental state
Rage inside my veins I pray to God it don't show on my face
But I can't hide it so it affects my composure
That everyone around me is starting to notice
You make me want to hit myself
I don't know how to deal with it
Feel like somethings I can't control
Lead myself down to destruction
Too late to go back
Can I be saved or have I just gone mad
Brought up surrounded by humans with no human traits
Whatsoever but whatever I don't need you in my space
Talking down all you really do is nothing but complain
About everything
But at the same time doing nothing to move forward from your situation
Something whispers in my head
Especially when I'm alone it fills me with dread
I twitch and scream but it won't go away
My sun doesn't rise and my skies are grey
Demons tryna get me always knocking on my window sill
Trying to reach me with their decayed finger tips2