I long for a breath of air
Not compelled by society
Norms developed by old men
Stitched inside my brain
Like a tapeworm eating
Every part of my mind
Parents teaching their children
What it is and what nots
What\'s it like to live in the world
Not theirs not ours nothing else
Judgemental eyes all around me
Bringing generational broken wisdom
Controlling what we do and what we don\'t
Living in a bubble, an old fantasy
Clinging to what\'s left to tell
The world\'s dying from the burden of history
Of generational trauma and guilt of the living
Passing onto generation like a tag
Pressed upon my chest and my deeds
I am terrified of becoming just like them
Letting all their words crawl into my mouth
Begin to spit their words from my mouth
Leaves me breathless and in front of a mirror
I can\'t bear to live in a world
I wasn\'t meant to be in anyway
Am I the only one to feel this way?
Is there anyone else begging to go away?
At the edge of the world
I see the reflection of myself
Becoming who I wasn\'t mean to be
Clipped by the words of the past
The wicked snickering of the devil
In the distance taunting my life
I was destined to be laughed at
Spilling out words to taunt my existence
Jokes all around the table
With every side laughing at me
I spoke too fast
And they came wailing for more
I wish to die on the moon
No one would be able to notice
Only the shooting stars ever will
Let me be, let me be
I won\'t shut up until I am able to talk
Let me be, let me be
I am turning into raindrops
With a wild wind pushing me
To the sun where I am burning
Spinning spreading fire and flames
Vomiting flesh of my own
I\'m being cut to shreds like pigs
My body being crushed by my own blood
Pharmaceutical pills everywhere
Blood stained walls for you to live in
A fresh of air will come somehow
I will scream as I like
To let you know I am still alive
Living in my own skin
Always believing