An insect to society I woke up one morning,
I lay awake in my bed wondering why being different was on the wing
I was borderline of societies worst, I was of no use to the world
I flipped on the news, “Another man mysteriously murdered”... my head twirled.
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I littered and I spat on the ground with distaste
I was late for my job, and quickly made haste
Than I thought to my self “fuck it, it’s over” I have nothing to live for
If I’m living to die my fate is my own, I felt like I prisoner of war
Trapped, with no route to escape, I worked hard and never was late
I went to school for 20 years and I never made a mistake
But now I realised if I’m leaving soon than I might as well make well of my time
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So I sat back and kicked up my feet,
Turned off the T.V. and proceeded to eat
My milk was sour and my lettuce was rotting
Like myself, I could tell it was clotting
My Mind made up, not enough blood pumping
I could see that I was metaphorically jumping

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I knew money wasn’t in the game for me
So I decided, find my own way to be ‘lite
I thought and mustered my brains knowledge
Short of thinking, as I was failing college
I didn’t have the brains to come out on top
So I looked for rewind
And my life stopped.