Chokehold

Flying low so lo yo lo all by myself. Everything and I mean everything is a mess.

Let me just say a lot of boys say yes, when it comes to wearing a dress.

Upset (Outcast) only if you do not appease, the ones with what I consider strange needs.

I am disgusted; at best, what the hell, I cant seem to rest.

Consistently being pushed to the opposite of what life is, I’m in a chokehold of overwhelming stress

The young, the old not comfortable with self, all desperately, no foolishly seeking, demanding, begging for attention; lóok at me, look at me, im special, im the best.

My God this insanity, lack of humanity, the sex with all the profanity, all the nakedness.

Acid rain comes to my brain, this planet I am sure can no longer stand much more of mankind and how humans can be so relentless.

Integrity has a disease, love and kindness, need help all that is good is in bad health.