Topic: "Psychology Of A Lunatic"

A Young Mind Corrupted
Growing up with pain, young with an intelligent brain..
Looking at the rich, Knowing Ill never be the same..
It did me over when I was young, fucked with my head..
Left school early every day, Started smokin weed instead..
I got a run down home and a father that beats me nightly..
This predicament I live in, constantly frightens me..
And getting ran through with drugs dont help the situation..
The stipulations of my struggle makes my mind impatient..
Not the mention Im hearing voices soon as I close my eyes..
Like my ego is shattered.. Every night I hear its cries..

Lying in a dark room
Urges sweeping my mental mindstate.. Deconstructing my sanity..
Conversting with myself, knife, classical music and my vanity..
They tell me to kill myself.. I stare at my veins for hours..
Skitzophrenia's hurting me.. With psychotic controling powers..
Switch on the TV, but concentration Im constantly lacking..
Scourge of the gods, Im scorned what are the odds im packing..
Matter a fact, I shudder at thoughts of most human interaction..
Trouble talking to peers.. Fearing my minds only working a fraction..
I need to take action, Im hurting my family wont understand..
I sit at night with a knife staring at the wrists below my hand..

The Lunatic Fringe
I could scream.. But I require permission from my masters..
Gods voice in my head, realer then any these mortal bastards..
Im never trapped within, Statistical religion of the system..
Named the one omniciant being, chosen by gods grace and wisdom..
Im a sarcafice.. Yes.. My eyes have no fear their full of fire..
Upon death Ill be king of Valhala, big as the viking empire..
I reign supreme, realities a dream, I now begin my entitlment..
Slit my wrists drain my blood.. Begin my un-stressful retirement..
A bleak mindscape, relating to off beat clocks tickin toc tic..
Living dark lifestyles, Im just the man next door.. A lunatic..