When all that stares back
Are faced unfamiliar
Looking at me peculiar
Like something wrong in the molecules
Piecing together the math abstraction in my intervals.

They try to lash out with their sabers
Cut me down the middle
Find a piece of me they can savor
All their clap-backs speak in drivel
Got a question for the mainframe
Go ahead and quandary this little riddle.:

If you plagiarize my symptoms,
And make a symphony of my sympathy
How can I take you seriously,
When all I see staring back is failed copies and incompletes?

Competency gone in the zero
Lash back in your hack attacks
Like **** me with laymen
Punchlines hit like wet ramen
I’m soggy from your softness
Brittle like dry pasta,
I boil over til I’m screamin’

What you do in fantasy,
I make reality, for me there’s no pretend.

All out of pretense
Come at me with your sharp swords
I got a few weapons of my own,
Strike at your nerve core
See if I can make a mannequin dance
When I pull the strings.

I told you I laugh last,
Because all I leave are corpses,
Now ring around a Rosie
Pockets full of posies
Ashes to ashes I’ll break you down.

Desperate little debutant
Dressed in his Sundays best
Hoping To impress
Gotta get off his chest

Oh no what a mess
Another bottle down
Liver shot to death
Yellow sight like his spine
Fear grips in his neck.

What would the sane man say
If the insane was publicized in his domain?
What would the recluse say
When ***** deeds are shown any way?

Run further away
But the truth catches up,
And the noose tightens like knots in your throat
Stalker thought he was predator
Turn around and pray,
In praise try to find absolution in his name
But grace, alludes the lewd cruelity of this creature

Can’t rely on you to play the game
Or abide by the rules,
Confined in four walls spinning tales
Roll the dice always landing on boardwalk
And I own the blue.

The only sucker in the mirror looking back
Is this kangaroo jack, yeah this is you.
Desperate little debutant ,
The walls closing in a world that will never remember you.

Sitting alone in the darkness
Earphones blasting
Calm and quiet
Feels like a warm home

When I feel myself
Beginning to fret
When fear or depression
String me along
The best way to stop it
To jam up the angst
Is to set loose the hands
To break into song

Take note of my thoughts
Tune into my feelings
Pick out a rhythm
And let it ring true
I try but can't quite
Put my finger on why
But my hands 'round this neck
Sure cast out the blues