So many thoughts firing shots to the dome.
None random. I've had these feelings all along.
Dealing with them all alone.
To you, another sad love song.
To me, they are the reasons why I am.
The one you claim to know but barely understand.
So halt in the judgement,
your kind so easily seems to pass
I'm 10 steps ahead of the petty
Traps laid for snakes in the grass.
I'm on that ***.
Whippin it around the curves
Unbothered by life swerves
Thinking you know what's best for me, you got the nerve.