Alliah Escobar

 

but get inside

 

Smells awful

 

Mental illness mind

 

Just going on a eternal ride

 

The looks might make you blind 

 

if you don't see whats really inside

 

It might get sharper every time

 

Watch out, it might just shock your eyes

 

Or rub off in your mind

 

And consume in you too

 

That bad smell will make you say achoo

 

Yeah that heavy sneeze

 

Asking, "Alliah, what happened to you?!"

 

It makes me cry to sleep

 

Which makes it harder on me

 

Your wondering what this could be

 

Yeah, I know I'm crazy

 

It's ocd