At first
I thought my insanity left
But instead
my sanity came;

i now realize
that all of my art will
eventually mean nothing to me
in the end

the mountains were valleys at one point

Forget the ones that look down on others for only running a sandwich shop
Forget the ones who abide to the standards of illusion
Realize the grief you shoot into the masses
I despise everything you are
It’s not that you’re professional
It’s what professional made you out to be
Your eyes eroded from money and alcohol
Your pride creates the shame of the humble
And nothing else pumps through your veins
the homeless, your worst nightmare, nonetheless have such a more colorful heart than yours
You’d **** us off to rule this worldless plane
If only you didn’t exist
Could we be free of this *******
What do you have to offer?
I want to know
Can u even give a needy person a hug?
So please-stay away from my life
The tools of death you’ve made
Used for protection from the innocent
I’m no better than you
But I want to try and make truth
Because we are all selfish
But selfish isn’t what we’re made into

And after all of the things that make you who you are
And after all of the stress injected in your heart
And after all of the time in this life thoroughly spent
You want nothing to do with this world

So intact with this life
So intact with your exhaustion
So intact with this tension
You want nothing to do with this world

You grow from this life
You grow from your past
You grow to the point that
You want nothing to do with this world

So numbing this game
So bland when you’re awake
So great to fall asleep
You want nothing to do with this world

No matter what you consist of
the desire for another place is great
so close your eyes and imagine what will never apply
you want nothing to do with this world

Oh wonderful God
you are so awesome

my heart is my hearts desire

i recognize you in my thoughts

the concepts i can't live without
so complex i can't come about
the concepts i can't live without

so normal to ever ignore

can't grasp onto my own thoughts
because of my mind that is cursed
can't imagine my own dreams
places that words don't dare to try
the devil likes to tinker inside of my head
confuses me in my own land

I swear you still planned from my imagination
can't imagine what you've planned
You gave me the will to see
unknown places of mystery

you feel lonely,
not at home,
don't know where home is,
but you aren't there,
there as in that place,
and reality falls,
your heart can't grasp it altogether,
but it's alright,
*** in the end,
you will find what's right,
like the rope being cut with a saw but the magnets try to meet and drill through the barrier anyways,
my art,
ones ****,
ones destiny,
but can hurt many-goodnight manny