If you can't take what's on this page,

I suggest you find a way,

or perhaps lock yourself in a cage.

Rather than criticizing what I have to say,

cause there is no day,

Defeated by doubts
Fears of dead routes
Jinggling in my mind
Causing my heart to go temporary blind

Thinking is my drug
It's like a slug stuck under a rug

Where's the cure?
I need a medic here
Can't anything cure this feeling of insecure
Rather than leaving alone this lonely pioneer

Fighting this urge to take that drug
Temptation pumping in my blood
The birth of a new thug
The sensation is already thrusting through my blood

I'm back on my old drug
Sneer at me with all your heart
I don't need your antidrug
This is just my piece of art

Although tomorrow is the day of judgement
Don't allow dark thoughts cause a misjudgement

Let a lay those desperate thoughts
Set free your willing chords

With or Without a post
Isn't what matters the most

Unity is the largest hope
For this society to continue down the slope

Hands held together
Hearts beating the same tune
The PMO spirit lingering in the air forever
Allow it to alight our new moon

There's a bitch in the batch
I'd love to give her a latch

You keep bragging that you're great
That's what I can't take
You're far from straight
Don't try to make me and you relate

I'm way too high up
You know you can't catch up
Try keeping that ego of your's
Try keeping it up

I'd be here to watch you fall
Don't come begging me with your call
Don't you know
That you're such an eye sore

My thoughts
Once again a burden
My thoughts
Say I don't wanna love all of a sudden

Once again
I can't see white
Once again
I can't see light

Now
My mind filled with thoughts
Now
It seems it's always been a lot

I'm running out
Of the strength to change
I'm running out
Of happy things to exchange

I've tried
To cross over to the other side
I've tried
To regain my long lost pride

I'm feeling like leaving the pack
I'd should just empty my rack
Jump out of this window in hope they'll give me a sack

I'm really sad here
Can't figure out how to make up dear
I'd whisper those three words to your ear
Yet there's still so much that I fear

Give up or give in
I'd always answer with a grin
But innocently I have no idea when I'll actually give in
As all my strength has become my only sin