You couldn't understand this shit
if it was right in your face.
You couldn't grasp this concept
even if it ruled your life,
because you are so good at being fake.
You want to know this heavy feeling in my chest?
The "breathe in, breathe out"
take a god damn break?
You want to let patience waste away
and anger rule your words?
GO ahead, try to be me;
play the part of the fool.
See, you couldn't possibly feel this heavy weight
pressing in, on my neck
my soul, my chest
You're so numb you couldn't fathom this pressure,
even if you were choking on it,
caught between a gargle and a scream.
You couldn't possibly feel this within reality
You may be able to dream,
but you would Wake.
You could imagine,
but your mind is so trapped in simplicity,
the whole idea would fade.
You could try, for once, to understand
but your heart is so filled with lies
You couldn't grasp this pain!
You ever fear they'd figure out
that you rambled around
mumbling words
that are best forgotten
so they might stop the hurt?
You ever catch yourself praying,
hoping something might happen
to make this shit
FREEZE
just like your soul, heart, persona
BREATHE.
You can't understand me
you can't even listen to these hollowed rantings
these please for something
called help
gods forbid
I beg for something right?
After all the world hasn't handed me shit.
RIGHT?
That's all
I'm done with this