Forgotten

Sometimes i feel forgotten/

Parents finally remember i was home, damn they forgot 'em/

It's honestly kinda scary being alone in a dark room with no lights on/

Wait, it's actually my brain I'm too insane to be feeling any type of pain/

I'm the type of kid to punch walls and sit down to write at least a decent song/

But it's been so long since the feeling has been gone/

Far away i can hear it screaming/

On the inside I'm shrieking/

But on the outside I'm drunk pissed off peeing on some bush, trying too get off/

Patiently waiting for a change in life/

Constantly waiting for a new knife to cut open my brain picking out rhymes/

But happiness seems nice, so does that demon over there/

Wait a second it's inside me/

I'm in a field of paper flowers, lying inside myself for hours/

In my twisted imaginary mind/

Hi how are you doing? Bitch I'm just "fine"/

When i started here i combined different ways to rhyme/

Take my time on a sad song, or write a quick verse without pants on, you see/

There is something about me, it's special & unique/

Scientists try to attempt at getting a peak & seek out answers/

I'm affected by any types of cancers/

But I'm also brain dead my minds fed with my whack songs/

My whack ways & scattered damn brains/

Turn my world ablaze, throw me to the flames, watch me burn/

What's left of me is the pieces they rest in/