I’m spinning off the rails
At catastrophic speeds
Flying off the handle
To fulfill my childish needs
I’ve busted my back
I’ve paid my share; my dues
I no longer wish to offer up
My services to you
The flag I wave is of surrender
The universal sign of truce
My mind is fed up and tired of‬
‪This mental warfare of abuse ‬
Throw down your weapons
Your words can open doors
Instead of seeing bloodshed
While financing all their wars