I bet you I been set up
I'm f*cking fed up with the catch up
I have to complete before I can retreat
Inside in my mind just so I can better piece
Together every tether and fabric
I've had it
Can't grasp it, can't fathom
The way others aren't always spazzin
Who hasn't tried to live a life minus stress
It's so f*cking hard to do unless you play the game of chess
That is society's way of choosing who's best
To suffer and to flourish
I act so churlish
When it all keeps whirling and twirling out of my sight
I have no other choice but to keep it inside
All the anger and hurt that I hide