The hands of time seem to be speeding up my downfall
and I can't outrun the clock anymore.
These words I speak to you are frivolous and vacuous in your mind
and it seems to be thinking of ways
that you can break me down.
I will not be my father,
brought down by the circumstance in which I stand.
I will not be my mother,
letting anyone at all get under my skin and plant themselves in it.
I will not let your words grasp around my neck
and choke away any words I wish to say to you.
I have a voice, and it will be heard.

I will not be backlash for your insecurities
I will not feel bad for being me
I've spent my whole life wondering who I am
and I've found the person I have become.
I will not succumb to your paranoia and change me.
Inconsistency for me is an everyday thing
and frankly I'm tired of guessing-
waiting around each corner for a surprise attack.

This is not who I have been,
this is not who I want to be.
I should not have to sacrifice myself
just so you can be your idea of happy.

I tired shrooms, Beer, and LSD,
Aint nothing better or can compare to ****,
Showed me how to zone out and fly,
See the world different as my worries pass by,
Showed me my life is a book as i turned a page,
Still having trouble when my demons come out the cage,
And the devil talks to me and tells me about his life,
How fun it was to take away actors, teens, fathers, and even wives,
All of these dreams i have when i close my eyes,
Everything I love slowly dies,
He tells me to not look for love cause its hard to find,
But dont worry cause i will always be in the back of your mind,
But baby i been feeling free since my birth,
Thinking of how it is when i finally leave earth,
But please baby dont worry about me,
Even tho i have issuse and worries that you cant see.

How potent the poison is passion
A War in good fashion
The fog in the fields crash like waves that are massive
A passive polite the old man with the pipe but stills draws out his knife in the evening gun fight then explodes into flowers and casket
The light is too bright just to bask in
And tonight may be right for the captain
But i my dear friends are not fit for ammends i am neither the start or the finish
All must once end  like the rope and the pen and the pipe i just finished beginning

My body is larger
because I have a whole universe inside me
trying to break free.

Empty lighters and broken matches
We made promises to ourselves when we were young
Told ourselves what we'd never become
But we need to **** the pain
Destroy our brains
In smoke filled rooms
Surrounded by the sound of flesh against flesh
Falling in love with strangers
Telling ourselves it's time to quit
Only to light one up the next day
We love our boys
We love our drugs
Destroying our bodies
I guess that's what us youth do
To remember; to forget
All at once
Or all together