Hooked Line, Heavy Life

A Poem by Wunderlich

I feel like there's no way my life is that bad, but I just must have some sort of mental condition or something.

Oh my god, I don't understand
Anything in front of me
Oh my god, what the f**k is going on?
I wish I could take life lightly

Jesus Christ, I'm so confused
Nothing seems to make any sense
Pressure's magnified 30,000 times
I weigh life in tons not ounces

You laugh, you smile, you're so ready
You break the mile's record
I walk the trial in solitary
Confinement is how I like to be

I honestly don't try to be honest
I just do what it takes to get away with it

Oh my god, something's on me
Some place that I can't seem to see
Oh my god, there's nothing going on
Life's so light but it's too heavy for me

Jesus Christ, this circle's a line
Such a symmetrical disguise
Bent out of shape and overlapped
I'll never get off of this track