They say I'm lucky like 7 that I survived..
I hate what i see tv on nowadays,
it used to give peace my mind's in pieces to say the least,
i'm creased crushed torn a lot still Gold Britt Nicole,
Wait I wish i could believe like she did,
It's God's lesson I don't see it,
don't give into these surroundings babies dying,
people snapping like the turtle,
lose to Peter Cottentail on the cotten trail of tears,
derail to ya fears wanna catch up to ya peers but ya can't,
you had no parents, it wasn't your choice to be this way,
I'm still homeless Lana Del Rey, I can't find safety in me,
People talking the world ending zombie apocalypse,
the problem is why is hysteria popular?
I'm tired of panic attacks PTSD,
cause it wasn't him it were these thoughts that were molesting me
(jk it was),
took my innocence that vigilance, I'm pissed again,
I'm talking about something I just want to forget,
wasting my time on things that ain't real my big regret,
you say this generation's fucked but you raised em,
half of dem were rare birds but you caged em,
and I ain't tryna hit no wrong turn or some fuckin Human Centipede,
the thought of that somewhere creeps me out..
and she would understand like where these ideas coming from,
poison in the world now you adding to the sum of em..
indigoes would like less pollution in the air,
hands tied up they're forced to not care..
You're all mistakes I'm a correction..
I'm the correction..
of , which is