I look around and
see Death
I look around and
see everything I cherish being crushed
I look around and
see my dreams come alive

the
only thing I'm incapable of is
                                                          fall­ing for you
                             the
only thing I want to do is
                                                            ch­erish you
                                                             ­                                     the
                               one thing you taught me was to
never act on my feelings


                                     I get hurt if I do

let us just leave it at that

All these sheeple are like bugs
easy to dispose of, easy to replace, the
only thing they're designed for is
to follow any light source

Gasping is the only thing I can do at night

they try to take my soul away, and
in doing so **** my spirit, so that
i can be the perfect wife for them

If I was asked my opinion
It wouldn’t escalate into this circus
If you let me answer the ‘tough’ question
We wouldn’t be in this situation

Pay attention to the supremacist,
the supremacist is the most white advocate of all.
Never forget the colorless supremacist
because if you do it might be the end of all.

All of these
lingering doubts only
proved that
I'm not ready to try

My worries disappear, and then reappear, and then disappear, and then reappear; Constantly changing, or perhaps they're in superposition, I'm not at an advantage to say, as I'm **** at quantum physics but when I tune in all of my senses they sing 'danger'; I don't know what to feel, this is so confusing, and I can still taste the artificial salt that was in my crisps, and it's making my stomach turn - it's rebelling against me; I think I'll throw up but I can't and - it would've been so much better if I was able to; My worries disappear, I wonder what to eat for dinner - lasagna sounds good; Tomorrow is the first day of school, I'm so excited; Thankfully I finished all of my homework so I have nothing to do, but what if I didn't do it correctly, what if the cheese is bad, what if I go to the wrong classroom, what if- My worries reappear, and then disappear, and then reappear; It is causing me to be queasy.

what if I disappeared
leaving this god awful world and living my life in silence
maybe I'd become a monk or a nun whatever it is I wonder
what if I disappeared
and no one would miss me