Don't Listen To Me

My faith is sufferin from seizures, surrounded by dark shadowy figures,
just waitin, like, c'mon pull your triggers,
Call me a wigga, just mad cuz I ain't f****n with ya,

Even perfection has its flaws,
so quit tearin at yourself with every single one of those claws,
Judgement of others will slowly kill us all
Runnin through these crooked halls towards our downfall

So as I slip into a relapse, I collapse, tryin to find myself on this map, man these pharmaceuticals got me in their trap,
Pop another confidence filled pill, feel the power, it drills through your goodwill

So as the light in me shimmers,
I feel my heart burn, as it sits n simmers,
Tears roll down my face as I cry like a dogs whimper,
I feel its true effects like a brisk cold winter, so I shiver,
Its so deep,

Author's Note

Its not finished