my mind is forever underestimated

no one sees the true sparkle i am making

they talk about me behind my back,but in front of me i become intimidating

everyday i'm hallucinating,

ground crumple beneath the wisdom i am sharing

little did i know how much i was suffocating

and when i knew,i let it be like i knew the end was closer than it may seem

heart pounding while the days are passing by me

it always sounded fuzzy to me,but why was i forever asleep?7

maybe its because of the way i was made?

god save me from this game

it becomes harder everyday

and the players less but that doesn't make sense..

maybe i am the one whose not making any sense,

i never put it this way before but maybe i'm the reason why,

the reason why everything around me seems never ending,

maybe its true but that is still senseless

what if it was all a part of my mind

playing games on me every night

oh god  i am so tired

always wondering when this **** will die

and let me be the butterfly that deserves to fly.