I feel like I’m without feelings
And lost when I look up towards the ceiling
Everything has a pattern
Without a definite way to shatter

I’m coming back to a place I call home
Overthinking about everything
Just someone who’s trying
Trying to be a normal person

I had
a knife to my neck for breakfast
a punch with a crunch for lunch
but I ate ***** looks for dinner
thats how I knew
I was the winner
and when I went up for dessert
never once did they see me hurt
thats how they knew I was a bruiser
and they were backing a loser