all those songs and poems i wrote
for you and about you
they were for someone else
they were about someone else
maybe i thought you were her
but honestly i forced you into them
i turned you into a fantasy or some sick shit
like i always do and have always done
because i have always thought the world is a terrible place
and people are digusting and not good
there is no god or higher force that will save you
and i always wanted to find a way out of this hell
this prison of mind i live in constantly
it only becomes a playground on good drugs
i’m done with this fucking bullshit online fakery
or pretending i give a fuck about anything
i don’t care anymore
you mean nothing to me
fuck you and go to hell
i hope the corona virus kills everyone
Earth needs a good cleanse
get rid of the one species that doesn’t matter