feelings, he doesn’t love to show, but he needs to cuddle though
to soothe & unwind, while losing his mind and his troubles grow
his rent for 2 weeks due, as he desperately needs loot
with no one to speak to, not even himself since he’s mute
he’s vexed indeed, lived a life filled of strife & getting teased
if he had hold of one he’d load a gun to his head & squeeze
sweating seas, he picks a knife up, stares at his wrist with fright, but
his life’s stuck, he thinks how it’ll be after he gives it a nice cut
when his blood’ll drip, with which he’ll create a puddle with
just the thought of this is about to make him nut or piss
he was stuck withholding the wrath, now suicide’s unfolding a path
but I’ll stop here cause this type of story’s been told in the past
in fifty million ways, stuff that really happened & is insane
this we take, as an example of how cold the world is these days
there’s no debating, whoever says he has hope is faking
God’s aborting this world, only fork in the road is satan’s
I’m sure there’s stories you got, of things you seen too gory to jot
with like forty to plot, but aren’t you just waiting for me to stop?

OK, I'm done..

no wait, I‘m dumb.., today I’ve come to share some things with you
I’m from the future and a newer land.., here to bring this news
there’ll be a time where visions grew & our greatest wish is true
a time when everything’s known, no tricking you or missing clues
where religion’s existing barely, with facts bounding missionaries
when being in sight, the meaning of life’s found in dictionaries
no one’s stuck in despair, no reason to give up when its fair
picture a time with kindness and nothing but love in the air
so know that we rise, and that our species won’t see demise
there’ll be nothing to fear, not even death cause nobody dies

but how can this be reaching you?, if even I’m needing proof
deceiving you, when I said I was done, I meant speaking truth
I gave hope through my fakeness & had all of you guys baited
I did come from the future, but that’s the only truth I stated
the future is so bad lies keep us sane, we all weep of pain
everyone eats the same, you’ll want to die but cant reach the veins
thinking of stuff to feed ya brain, till your mind has some friction
cause it’s believed lies for so long, it cant tell fact from fiction
I swear I’m done, it’s my time.., I’m stuck and I’m blind
I don’t even know if I wrote this or made it up in my mind
ready to rot in this corpse, time passed & all I’ve gotten is worse
plus I just realized I’m the man mentioned at the top of this verse

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