These bad thoughts suppresses me
The grasp of reality is leaving me
Why the **** won’t these thoughts leave me alone
I’m hungry
Hungry for some reality
Hungry for some sanity

I’m ashamed
I need certain substances to keep me sane
and pills at night to feel alright

i have begun to hate this new life we've started to live
because your never here
and when you are your always asleep
don't get me wrong, i understand why it's like this
but i hate it
because your never really here
when you are awake your exhausted and your in a sleepy haze
and i can't talk to you anymore
there's no time to
and your my safety blanket
you are my human
you keep me sane
sitting and talking and thinking with you is what keeps me steady
and yes, i might be acting selfish right now
but i just want it go back to the way it was

(let me)        in
I write to feel sane

All Humans shall act humane
I can't vouch would you pray tell
For demons are not benevolent
Have no honor nor soul to sell
Like a wolf wearing sheep's scent
Howling while the whole flock wails

False beliefs have kept us gripped
Superstitions consuming Sanity
Like icebergs sinking humanity
Innocence skinned out by hungry beasts
While we're running scared
Of things that don't even exist.

Once so sacred and pure
Religion today's a troubling issue
There's unity in diversity you sure
All I see are zealots chanting 'boo'

Don't take the Lord's name in vain
It's a bad omen father used to say
Little did he know what kept him sane
Could be the reason for riots someday

Envy Greed and lust have ganged up on us
About time we sober up give a shove
One for all and all for one
Bury thy hatred let's rise above
Rebel with a cause not without one
With a little bit of sanity little bit of love

Forget the differences be humans for once
This world's doomed until we stand up
Small portions of service from each of us
Could change the course of even the inevitable.

The saying goes, of sticks and stones
Only words could never hurt
Yet hungrily, infested me,
Rooted deep within my earth

Lies the pain of loss, not gain
But only discovered power
That found within a demonic grin
Would surely, destroy, devour

Consumed within the origin
Of bounds beheld by greed
At abyssal depths of consciousness
Sprouts insanity from seed

To view the bliss of ignorance
Another soul be claimed
In fire and burning brimstone
Begs the question of "what is sane?"

Perspective held and all is lost
For who knows right from wrong?
You never see, such sprouted seed,
Until you've found where it belongs

I always wondered if I did better
Would my name mean more than just 7 letters
Would people finally let me be worthy of love
Or am I still not good enough
I always wondered if I followed them blindly
Like a zombie that anwers politely
Would I be less of a failure
Would the odds finally be in my favor
But at what cost
My sanity and freedom is what would be lost
Why would I lock up my soul just for acceptance
Choosing to be silent when I have so many questions
I guess i’ll just stay the black sheep
Where atleast I can escape in my sleep
Where atleast I can hope for a future
I just hope it’ll be sooner