who i am, hates who ive been latey, feel like im going crazy, maybe im a bit spacey from my thoughts, in space like an astronaut im distraught... fuck want out of my head, hanging by a thread, tired of this same song, feels so wrong, how long will i prolong my suffering before my demons start uncovering all the knots in my mind, that plan for me to die, i wanna fucking cry my emotions; too shy, i am not the fuckin guy who i planned on being, my future is unseen, i need a second on the scene, with my green, check your screens it is me, like routine, im blowing this green just to see sober haze brains a maze stuck for days not a phase, let me blaze this is the way how the fuck do i adult, society is a fucking cult and as a result i am broken, put that shit in motion, just want some oxytocin, i am chosen, mental got me frozen who do i call, to get defrost i am lost self medicated just to feel sated and "normal" being mortal is so awful beam me up, feel so stuck, am done before my life has even begun mak ataks back got a knack for this shit i am sick will it ever click help me quick how do i do this, i only have one wish, to be happy, but im chatty in this valley of the dead, all i see is red, its dark inside my head, is it just bad luck or am i fucked?