Looking at the wall
Feelin not so small
Between alone and very poor
Society is rotting from the core.
Allen is the third name
But all four seem exactly the same
This is no code, this is real
This is an ode, to how I feel.
Full of love
None comes back
Wondering what it is I must lack.
A junior nonetheless
And I gotta take a second guess
What do I want?...
They say I have to join
"The Hunt." *** is that?
This is boring,
And I wanna go
To where? I don't know
I need something
Something's missing
I used to feel like a king
Now I feel like a ***
One that can't seem to overcome.
What?
Life's questions. How many?
There's more than 20 plus 1.
There's infinitely many but none.
What to do?
What do I do?
Help.