its the source of all my stresses living inside a mindful of other peoples messes it's the message hiding inside my pride in fake caresses the anger that makes my heart aggressive playing the part to feel like I'm progressive
my emotions tangled and tied I lie awake in search of the releases only pieces of me reflecting in a mirror the picture of me only seemingly getting clearer
my successes bought and sold it's impressive the way money can calm your soul so I've been told but I never made any bills that weren't something to be paid I hate every dollar I have made and the ways every dollar has made me
it's my escapes this half a bottle of Jaeger has all this bottled up anger spilling out of me like a boxer throwing blows pacing on my toes in this paper rink killing trees and slinging ink to write down what I think
it's compromises it's never ******* who I want it's ******* who I find masturbations got me going blind terminally jaded and trying to face this master race of pretty faces my pursuit and all the chases of three percent body fat when eight percent is where I'm at it's always just the little bit that kills that keeps you jogging on a treadmill going nowhere so why am I running when it's an embarrassment to all my strengths to stop and think I still don't think I'm who I think I should be so who the **** is me if I'm forever changing its ******* amazing I ever make it out the door sore with all the fears I've got of **** that I will drop all the things I'm scared to fail at
so just **** it **** the reasons **** the people **** the questions **** my friends it's an obsession with no end these sessions of self improvement not proving useful as they're taking me apart so it just proves I've been losing from the start
I've just gotta let my mind clear I've gotta take a breathe I just had to get it off my chest