I wish I can inflict pain to these pest that trouble me.
That elude me with not being in site but always in my mind.
A gift and the curse the misery I face that I couldn’t even say what I see.
That I’m hypnotize and slaved in my own insane mental state that you all see as fake.
Cause I’m holding face to show only what I want you to see in me.
Trying to cover up shameful things that you personally screen that I thought was just normally.
Only me, I try to be better than you see in me yesterday’s in me.