girls dont read this pleasefrom what i\'ve seen and what i\'ve heard girls are obscene and should be interred what they think and what they feel nothing they do or say is real im expressing my mind and clinging with my rhymes to try and expose whats singing in my mind the feelings of pain and feelings of love is it worth it to feel both things at once? all the men who have been burned and hurt dont you think its time to end this flirt? we\'re the ones who\'re played and betrayed i think its time to invade their parade and evade from their ways and put them to the shade so don\'t be afraid togirls dont read this please
clouded thoughts 2i\'m feeling lost with no words and i\'m tired of this verse why can\'t things just be right so i can sleep well at night im so sick of these thoughts they\'re making me distraught will i ever free my mind so i wont have to write these rhymeS? i need to get away from this feeling of dismay why cant life just be okay so i wont have all this shit to say i need to get out of this world and stop trying to find a girl cuz no matter what they say they will always be the same would they ever shed a tear if i vanish from this sphere? or will thclouded thoughts 2
clouded thoughts of confusionwhat do you do with a feeling so untrue when nothing can construe and you\'re unable to subdue you finally find out who yet you haven\'t got a clue this emptiness of lies like looking in your eyes the look of your disguise makes me question your surmise what i\'m trying to say is that i\'m feeling like a slave not wanting to obey what you\'re trying to display i dont understand your ways and its pushing me away i\'m writing up this essay during this delay hoping to portray what i\'m thinking everyday this makes no sense at aclouded thoughts of confusion
Pissed offPissed offPissed off
things have started to overcome me feelings have begun to take control of me I cant control the way i think i cant control the way i blink the feeling of anger and hatred frustration I wish i could leave and go on vacation why does this have to happen to me? why cant my mind just ever be free? the feeling of worry the feeling of doubt what the hell is this world about? i know that its coming, the day i'll be frowning but nothing will stop me from ending my singing the time i posess thats been causin me stress i wish i could express wuts causi
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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