I kinda want to kill myself
I’m tired of crazy stuff happening and I’m not aware
I’m tired of containing the issue and pacifying the problem

I can’t relate to emotions
Emotions got me where I am today
Emotions played me like I played my soul

I wish I knew the trouble coming for me before I made trouble
I never wanted it to be this way
But life has a way with its sway

I wanted to scream and shout, but no words seem to come out
I fell to the darkness but I see you reaching out for me
You were the only one reaching out for me
Everyone else was trying to close the floor

They don’t want me to see the top
They don’t want to me come from down under

I hate not knowing what’s wrong with me
But f*** it I’m not me anymore
I can’t say I ever was me
Like an evil me is slowly killing me.
Like a psychotic me isn’t in the hunt to kill me.

How long does betrayal take to set in?
Can I cash in on the betrayals I receive?
Can I put it on layaway?
Can I trade it in for a better day? Or maybe a better trade?

If I spin my life and rotate; how will I view my self from the table where you sit at?
From where I sit, I feel no fire
No passion in my eyes anymore
No action to speak back only compromise and die in your soul

Your eyes tell all. It’s a portal to you soul but I can’t see anything
Is it because you lost your soul
Is it because you lost your mind in the process
Is it because your lost in the process?