So i read a book Can you guess the name? V for Vendetta This title's to blame For this anarchic writing In my head, not the wall I'd just like to know, How far, as humans we can fall Not much from reality I was stolen by fate Writing of mortality Making my head ache Taking drugs as aspirins Figuring out what living means Stolen by Fate and triggered by time It's ****** up like a pink truck and slithering into my sick mind A painted red soul ran afoul of God forbid individuality Only to have your mind crushed by reality No im not going in I refuse to think of timing and pain Left home as a better writer to leave the game Putting guns to my head Thinking im mislead Being a fool and too selfish To realise im sane Remember remember The fifth of November The day the voices began to plot I see know reason why high Mental treason should ever be forgot So now walk with me Ill make you all see That circles are redder than triangles As the sea of memories tangles