Sleep is for the weak
Were all just u's and i's..
Trying to get by with our slivers of the pie
I hope that soon i die
Pray to RNGesus
My brothers leave me crippled and i might as well be speechless..

Walls closing in as if their implementing tactics
Monkeys throwing wrenches which are typically sporadic  
Pulling each one out of my sloppy built machine
Thinking of my brothers
Misfortunes they have seen

But i am here
*******
Jealous
Annoyed

Somewhere a clip had jammed
Someplace stomachs devoid
Someone lost their fam
Some kids never had toys

My sisters all complaining
Ma..
you make chicken all the time
1st world problems
Will rob your senses blind

Used to be lilies in your eyes
Now they ring a bell of hate

I remember calling you dearly but still you perpetrate..
Love is a cloak and dagger type of thing..
Apparently..

The cloak will smell of roses..
And not of casualties..

The knife is sharp..
Sharp as it can be
Accessing the places those unbonded couldn't see..

Taking from the tree without intentions to eat..
Draining me of love
so love i can't repeat..

I wish you had to have joy
Like how you have to slap kids on the wrist

Like how the sun has to rise
Like how the clouds have to ****

I wish that people could see
How pretty ugly could be..

I wish that people would grow
And let love nurture their souls..

suppost to be easy..
Suppost to be fun..

At first its like love
is luring you in..

As if its a trap..
it doesn't make sense..

Why can't we love
but keep all our sense..

Id rather be rich than poor
My mind asunder

Demons of life come with strife
Attempting to take over

As simple as resisting
All though they are persisting

To tear us all apart
I wish the hate would part

The rage will tranquilize you
It pierces like a dart

The stage will tantalize you
The beast will analyze you

And If theirs no realizing
Im sure they'll be much dieing

Im sure when theirs much crying
And brothers are far gone

That some will choose to stay
While wizened move along

If God created man
Then God created strife

Sometimes i wish that God
Would strip this land of life..

But thats just hateful thinking
My wishes unfulfilled..

Know nothing of the answer
The rage inside instilled..

Aiming for the stars
But cannot reach the trees
Trying to move mountains
But running from the bees
Tryna swim away
but i can't wade in water..
Tryna warn the sheep..
Before they all get slaughtered..

The rib of man has evolved into something nice
Twice as elaborate
Twice as deceptive
Three times the con
Without knowing themselves
Whats fully going on..

The sun is always setting by the time its time to dawn
The clouds are never still
I watch them walk along
I wish i could go with them
I wish i was more strong
Pick apart the ribs
To find i wasn't wrong..