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Reflections haunt me,
Mortifying me…longing to be free…
Drifting away
Go ahead and throw up your explanation points!!
Raise your voice at me again
Give me all you got
Get me something I forgot…

Frustrated to say the least
Your words, they’re not so beast
Feast your eyes on my delicacies 
In a trance in advance in your fantasies
I’m in your symmetry entrancement
I am screaming aloud like an infant

I’m as weary as a person in a coma
Commas and periods puncture me crazy
Dealt with too much drama and trauma
I’m feeling a tad hazy…praise be to this daisy…
That blooms in spring so elegantly
That blooms in spring so radiantly

Wealthy individuals are greedy for gain
While the deprived people starve to death
What is wrong with America, my lovely country?
The government trying to kill their people…
Brainwashing them day by day…
Feeling freaked out by my dismay

Shadows fill my day…
Reflections thrill my day…
Vibrant sun screams at the top of its lungs 
Doorbell rings…
My cellphone rings…
I’m in my zone of alone…
I’m quite glad that I’m on my own
Don’t care if the pain hurts
I hurt like an expert
The struggle is real as hell
I’m getting out of my shell
Things are going wrong and right
I’ll be waiting for you day and night

Wicked desires burn like forest fires
Liars and truth-seekers love each other
The devil in me…voices out its opinion
The angel in me…is a kindhearted spirit…
That gives me sensational, shimmering soul…
Anxiety will not bang at my skull…

My noggin is aching again
My heart is torn in pieces
Peace be with you till the end,
Hoping these scars will mend… 

Crystal ball shows my life in a shackled, shameless shell
Pessimistic pleasures bring me down in the depths of Sheol
You brought me a parallel heavyn, not a perpendicular hell
If you only knew my secrets, you’d kill me – I’m such a fool!

Run if you’re expecting to move on…just move on!
I’m still Surviving…I’m alive, thank God today…
Will be my day – I will be up till the dusk bows down to the dawn
In my mind’s eye, I walk that Narrow Pathway…

I’m stuck in your symmetry entrancement
You say I look hideous…don’t I feel excellent
I feel dead inside, yet alive on the other side…
Listen here – would you like to ride on my fury ride?
Shut your mouth 
Move your ass south
I’m done with you
Shoo, shoo…rue…
Don’t mess up my positive day…
With your nostalgic negativity, okay?
I drink in your optimistic odium several times a day
Sick of the dosage…lower it down and I pray:
Please…put my life at ease…
Please don’t hurt me again……
I have empathy, so don’t be a tease…
I hide in my den…
Wonderin’ where you been…
You’ve been as exasperating as a hen…
Practically driving me insane…
Literally – give off my lane! 
Get out of my brain!  
I wash you out of my hair
Quit force feeding me your despair
I’m sick of it all…
Go run into a wall…
Please…just leave…
Please…don’t grieve… 

I’ll play my sympathy symphony 
For your sake only
Please know that you’re not the only one
That has been lonely…you’re a winner or rather, a son-of-a-gun

I’m running out of time
But, with you, I feel sublime
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