We live in a society
with no sanity
then there's me, full of anxiety
I have so much anxiety that I built a room filled with insecurities
inside the room lies all my impurities
and sometimes my insecurities escape the room and dangle over my head leaving me with vulnerabilities
We live in a society
full of greed
where the next day cant be guaranteed
and people continue to die and bleed
then there's me, full of panic
in my self-connstructed room full of insecurities and panic, I wait for something tragic
and when something tragic happens the whole room falls apart, which has become a habit
We live in a society
Full of hypocrites
Then there's me, with my wits
Society, who am I without you labeling me?
Society tells me, to strive for a unknown idea of perfection!
Society I call bullshit!
