...Im on some fucked up shit at the moment...

...::Potnet Science::...

All my life i've winged on how i been playing catch up
All the doors seemed unhinged then all slammed shut
Right in my face then sights escaped my perceptions
How is all going to relate when i only got subjections?
Readers want protection, Like me perfection deserted
Then twisted thoughts give a reflection thats perverted
Rejecting and hurting< that sums up all of my feelings
Never tryed yeilding yet birth marks didnt start heeling
I started squeeling...Pigging out on all the junk food
It weighed my mind down not letting the punk elude
I suffered one problem after the other till i discovered
Worlds for exploding sheets to blow peoples covers
Its smothered all over the lifes, Is this to gain pride?
Yes, We all show up others so we can regain our lives
Don't deny...You all do whether its bettering someone
Do it to survive...Whether its disrespecting someone
We all have dun and will remain to as time passes by
O, Bye time...To never see it again because its died
Or was no effort implied or did i never expose people?
Never disposed of my feebles!!