dvrs

Everybody want to know what it's like in the mind of a genius

what it's like in the mind of the fiendest

what it's like in the mind of a demon

Its ten times worse because everyday feel like you're living a curse

You're always at a loss for words 

Your emotions start to hurt all at the same time

A million things always running through your mind

You don't understand the calamity of your insanity til you're in a dark room all alone

When no one's home and still hear the voices of those who've moved on and are gone

I'm not a saind I'm a sinner and the inner me doesnt want to agree that there's a demon in me

I pretend the after life is a mystery

I pretend that I'm imaginary and don't exist 

Be careful what you pretend to be you may recieve your wish

I have these thoughts that no one knows exist 

I always seem to ask the supreme being what is this

Why am I to be cursed to roam this earth bazurk and lost

Is this the cost of a free mind

One that isn't caged to the ides of this modern age

Or is this just the price I pay for karma back in the days in my past lives

I'm not a feline, I've lived more than nine

I know they must be filled with thieving and lying

But Im fine! Getting better can't you see

That true enlightenment is what I need

That becoming the divine is what I seek

If my life is to be filled with choas then proceed

If not, help me see the beauty in me

The beauty in the gift I have recieved

A mind is a good servant but a terrible king

I no longer want to be my own enemy...