How to kill a Coocoo bird

Remember me back then
I never really made a fuss
Remember  way back when
We would wait out for the bus
Every morning way back then
We were confident as fuck
We never really had to fend
We were glad to have a buck
Nothing was ever lent
Always just given to us
We were only kids back then
Alien the word of trust
when I think back when
To all the trends
The pogs, frogs, and Pokémon
Entertained with just pretend
Everything we thought we lost
We'd always find again

As our little bodies grew
We began to wear ourselves
Self aware of this we knew
Problems they hid atop the shelf
Hidden only till they choose
Or finding it out by yourself
You never really win or lose
Sometimes knowledge brings us wealth
Rattling change is always loose
We hate to live the hand were dealt

My life I start to contemplate it
Your problems soon I'll imitate them
Never knowing my limitations
I flew the coop in imitation
Coocoo now I'm feeling brainless
Compounds bring me invitations
Living life completely shameless
Helps me forget self abrasions
No target now, I'm flying aimless

Flying high above the nest
Looking down with much regret
The love I feel inside my chest
Maybe walking more, flying less
To mothers now I'll come and rest
Flying lower I see the mess
I've created so much stress
Living life with no regrets
I'm not a bird I'm just a pest
So instead I settle west

Sure I came to learn to walk
But it's hard when you lead a flock
Coming home to 'what you got?'
Getting rich? I think not
Wing support is all this braught
"Oh I'm clean" is my talk to talk
But my walk the walk is but a thought

Dense as fuck my minds curupt
Watch me now as I begin a strut
Can't catch me now you stupid fuck
Pull my feathers and watch me pluck
Here join me my feathered duck
Take some more it's for good luck
Oh whats that? You can't keep up?
Your a chicken so why not cluck
Small, dense, and fast just like a puck
Just hit me now and you'll be fucked

Then I hit a sudden door
Found myself a park, the floor
Lost, gone, and completely poor
I sat there in the sun till four
Man I fucked up so hardcore
My life's become a fucking chore
Looking up for answers lord
Asking myself, what's this all for?

So I try to walk the walk I talk
But it's hard, again I lead a flock
So I turned a chicken and begin to cluck
Can't lead you all, need to get lost
Day by day I begin to pluck
Drink away, I feel I must

Finally I dropped it all
The iron helped me with the fall
Weighed me down and made me strong
Thinking what had all gone wrong
Was I the one who was at fault
Why did the Coocoo fly at all
the dessert job gave you a call
But wasn't this all for a cause
I think I was destined to fall

But hey cheer up I made some friends
Straighter then my razors edge
They helped me find a way to mend
Take a breath and step back from the ledge
Taught me that I didn't need to pledge
Just be strong and don't pretend
When times got tough I learned to fend

So be happy and grateful
We're still alive and well
I might be a little unfaithful
Oh what the hell
I use that word loosely of course
;)