Senseless

He asked if you had sense You did not understand what he meant You go home thinking about that Until flies over your head A black bat with suddenly makes you sad For no good reason,even in a to celebrate season You still thinking Along your blinking You feel you're sinking You're in a useless mess You think it is a test The only reason you struggle Is that your always focused on the trouble Witch is stuck In an unpoppable bubble People make up stories for the press Witch does no good or less You're in luck You're not part of that People never understand They just want to be famous A cursed name it is You will be crumbled In a surrounded dark tunnel You'll be in most tension Witch will lead you to depression Witch will be your full time obsession And your most sacred possession You won't consider any lesson Due to your desire for fame People wont like You'll be called lame Whatever you do You'll recieve threats That one have a crust They'll call you nuts The end