Welcome to my Untitled Psychotic Ramblings.
These are things that I have written without giving a title to. Some of which were never completed.
- I'm not alive, I'm not dead, I don't control the thoughts in my head. A mindless machine plugged into a wall, a mindless machine with nothing at all. My life has been taken, my life is not my own. Stuck in a life where I was thrown. Born to serve world we can't escape, born to a world full of hate. What would it take to set me free? Why the hell do you hate me? Why the fuck can't I be free? Everybody come and see what this world has done to me.
- I cannot sing my fucking song, I don't know what the hell is wrong. All this shit inside my head I cannot think my mind is dead.
- You control my life, you give me pain, but I can't do a fucking thing. You threaten me and make me fear, I just want to get out of here. I need get away, I need to be me. Why can't I be fucking free? My life is not my own, walking this world all alone.
- Lost in the world, I'm not really me. I don't even know who I want to be. I don't know myself and I don't know why. Sometimes I wish that I would die. Lost in the world, lost in myself. I feel like I'm someone else.
- Who the fuck am I? Who the fuck are you? Who the fuck cares? NO ONE not me not you we're done it's through. Why does it happen? Why do we care? Why can't it all be clear? No one knows no one cares. There is no love left in the world. We destroy the things we love, we destroy the things we hate. We kill everything because it is there.