My Rap For The World

This place is a waste.
Drains every ounce if my strength.
Its the reason for the far away look on my face.
I've been disillusioned to the point of being jaded.
Stuck in self hatred.
Looking for the next chance to get faded.
And fly away.
Nobody's really sure they want to hear what i have to say.
Which is why i keep quiet.
My internal riot.
My personal violence.
My incurable bias.
That everything is shit.
No better than the slime i spit.
And we're all just little blips.
Lost in the vastness.
The cold and the blackness.
Denying our own madness.
Trying to survive.
Not even living just being alive.
Can't even thrive.
How can you people look yourselves in the eyes.
Convincing yourselves of your own lies.
Shouldn't that be the thing that terrifies.
Not the truth.
Or how about the reasons we've all become so tactless and uncouth.
The lowest of the low.
Just trying to put on the best show.
Or get in the last blow.
No integrity.
Just misdeeds and misdirection.
We desperately need a cure for this ego infection.
Written by Pi3c3s_0f_MyS3Lf (Bz)
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