Disturbed

Sometimes I think I’m disturbed
when I feel angry
I sometimes imagine what it would be like to take
in the most horrible way.
Breath in that sweet air, your drug
and brainwash yourself with those prayers
formed in lyrics and rhymes

Sometimes this world gets too boring
and escaping into my own, is the only
way to keep this interesting.
Here’s a crazy idea to try,
work to live in a world that transcends
your own imagination.

It’s easier to disturb when
you’re all alone, and when
there’s a world full of them
you feel alone, and when
will you find someone
or something to warm
your empty heart, some
company would be fun.

It’s weird don’t you think?
Wanting someone to exist because they make you happy,
do you think that’s how split personalities are born?
It’s weird don’t you think?
Creating disturbed fantasies that make you happy,
do you think that’s how individuality is born?

-MrViren 

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