IT'S NOT YOU
IT IS YOU
IT'S NOT YOU
IT IS YOU
IT'S NOT YOU
IT IS YOU
IT'S NOT ME
IT IS ME
IT'S NOT YOU
IT'S NOT ME
I fucking hate my brain and I hate when I think too much. Shit gets too real and random assumptions. It's just you and it's just me. You are the only one. I am the only one.
Nothing makes sense. We're all here to do something.
SO GO AND FUCKING DO IT
STOP SAYING YOU CAN'T DO IT
YOU CAN
Drove myself into a corner inside my mind. That corner is a hell space in my mindscape and I need to escape so I can deescalate so I can elevate out of this weird trait. We need validation so we can go forward into completion. Don't think too much. It's not good for you.
Fuck. Is that all? I couldn't even tell you the half of it.
Back to the hell scape. Nothing you can't erase. Something that you can debate with your mind. Try to win those battles all the time. Nothing makes sense, but that's only at your expense.
We're all here for a reason. If you don't see your reason, then that's just as bad as treason. Maybe not as bad as that, but you get where I'm coming at. If you realized I'm rhyming right now, then you should really go sit down. Take a seat and don't make me repeat.
We all need validation so we can get to our next creation. Stay in your station, don't do any chasing. Fix up your life if you have to. Do some cleaning, rinse and repeat. Isn't really a treat, but that's all we got until we're beat. Though, you don't have to listen to me, because you are free to do anything you please.
Don't do more damage to yourself, because that's bad for your mental help. Think to yourself, but not for too long, because some things are wrong.
I think I'm done here. Have I made myself clear? I took the wheel, and I forced myself to steer.
Love yourself and love everybody else.
IT'S NOT YOU
IT IS YOU
IT'S NOT YOU
IT IS YOU
IT'S NOT YOU
IT IS YOU
IT'S NOT ME
IT IS ME
IT'S NOT ME
IT IS ME
IT IS YOU
WE AREN'T THROUGH
THERE'S STILL LIFE WE HAVE TO GET TO
VALIDATION.
