Why am I so conceded
I see everyone as if they’ve cheated
It’s not enough to just prove it to me
I’m a *******
One who’s mastered
How to sleep when the bats stir
I’m not sure
What to do

I don’t know what I want
Who I want
Or how I want it
All I hope is that the devil neglects me
So that angels detect me
In time to protect me

Looking down
On those without a crown
I stand in silence
Judging
Smudging their good name
Comparing them to fame
Only a crane can pull me out
Of the ditch I’ve been lost to

-Cnk