A Tale Of Fate

I sit on the ground, back straight, and mind surprised    
I hit myself with hate, as I feel hyptonised  
I spit it out, the spate, which can't be sterlized    
    
Still wondering,    
   
If I was fit for this fate, or was it feminised?    
Whether I was lit, late or not enough libralized?    
Whether it was myth, a mandate or was it mechanized?    
   
What got us here?    
   
Got no iron fist to frustrate, nor my ways fossilized
I have no twist or testate, tell me, did I traumatize?
In this midst, I migrate? I can't be mobilized    
   
Just get back here    
   
Let's not lose it, let's locate, let's make it legalized
Let's submit, be my soulmate, I wanna be stabilized
Wear this outfit, lets obligate to make it organized    
   
In the end it doesn't even matter