Viva la Rebellion
I came to
Fuck am I?
Shit, the psych ward again
Fuck I do this time?
Here comes the nurse
Lemme act like I’m sleeping
“It’s time to get going”
Fuck am I wearing
Shit, no shoes
And it’s raining
Here comes the walk of shame
The disease of isolation
Self-pity and self-harm
Anger and resentment
Selfish lies and selfish wants
It’s baffling
So obscure
Cunning and hard
It’s your own personal Satan pounding at your door
It’s the first place you run to when you want to hide
And the last place that gets you where you want to go
It gives you everything you want
But nothing that you need
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