Loving these cyanide situations,
All agree I'm an abomination,
With every sinner's self mutilation,
Cue this world-wide detonation.
With a burning sensation scalding my throat,
As the smoke fills my lung and I sink in this boat.
Build me a tomb of marble and fear,
There's nothing more that I want so dear,
When the tower falls and chaos is all you hear,
You better pray that I'm not near.
I'm a nightmare,
Not a blessing,
To love me,
Is to kill yourself,
Friends and family,
You're all killing yourselves because of me.
And forgetting my existence,
Is your cure.
One last thing,
Before I leave...
Stop dying.
Live, for me.
I'm not happy,
I don't pretend to be.
It just hurts,
Because nobody believes me.
Where passion exists,
There also lies fear.
To take creativity and weave together existence,
While expectations and pressure cause fray.
And thus,
Our imaginations becomes a key and a cage.
Singing out all our Hopes and Dreams,
Only letting them slip through the bars.
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