I lived WW3 and it isn't fair

Yeah, it's all fun and games until the brain is strained I've mentioned a lot what's difficult to retain i could be hit by a train, and the thought wouldn't even faze days into months and months into years, all these fears and the fears the tears and the moments I felt delirious, ain't Joker Serious my brain makes me furious, now I'm no longer curious and I feel like a psycho, I need some help all your opinions will be left on a shelf to contaminate, like a lost bacteria...Ca$h what are you saying? I'm saying the pain in my brain is on a vicious Strain, I'm in denial it's been awhile, I don't deny the reason why it's a struggle to remain the same, all the blame all the ways I could be doing better, I'm out here getting that cheddar to make my life better any day any weather, I'm underrated disrespected feeling neglected brain is defective Depleted mentally deleted feeling like a waste of space, confined to a place far from space a fireball of grace, straight to your face can't replace or replace the fact I feel Jaded Disregarded I'm not even done I was just getting started, I'm wired inspired I've acquired and desired required moments I've done things I shouldn't, I done things I wouldn't you can't compare because you were never there, so here I'll share in case you care I've lived WW3 and it is never fair,