I’m not and will never be the son
I’m supposed to be.
Nevermore will I trust in self empowerment.
I’m falling apart inside.
In darkness I’m happy.
Nothing bothers me inside.
It’s just me and infinity spending days locked inside for eternity.
And so what if I’m stuck in my head
Watching, sullen, my soul implode.
Spinning in circles.
This razor by my side.
In time, this is how you see I envision me
But do not feel the need to cry.
And so what if I’m stuck in my head
Watching, sullen, my soul implode.
This is not the last time…
This is not the last time you’ll see me standing here.
And so what if I’m stuck inside my head?
I’ll still be here tomorrow.
You can’t hold me down.