Mental Difficulties

Our existence is vain
This world has taken us

The seconds tick away
Time eats away our souls
We fall through its existence

Clawing away
At any memory left behind

It all becomes so repetitive
The cold stares eat away at your skin
Their lies they consume
They filled your brain with shit
Churn and turn they wash away your very existence
They filled your brain with shit

And gossip eat away at our conscious
Nothing here is ours, unique is just a fabrication
You Are a Cold Hard Copy
The next one just as aggravating
You are a cold hard copy
Its all being said before
You're all the fucking same