I didn’t pick this life
It was chosen for me...

Im triggered today by everything
I don’t know how long it will stay...

I hate the urge
I shouldn’t want to purge...

The English language to me
Is something deadly and scary...

I believe theres a little bit of me
stilling needing and wanting his majesty...

I began this life at 14
Carrying it on into my mid twenties...

You listen to me speak
You listen to me weep...

I just want to cry
To the point I want to die...

This place is a mistake
My birthdate was a misplace...

You make me smile
You make my mind go wild...

Its like im in a daze
that doesn't fade...

For if I should ever decide to take my life
Then I chose to go when I have nothing left to...