Here to the days gone and wasted.
My bed an open casket, My Body
Idling stiff cold and dead.
Creativity forever asleep
Imprisoned in my head.
What’s wrong with him? They ask.
Another mind abused due to:
Media and its stupidity,
A dose of loathe that consumes every soul,
An education the kids lack.
Brain cells filled with imagination,
The seeds to innovation,
Born and destroyed in a damnation.
Death, the only gateway to salvation.
Wake up kid don’t get lost in
The noise of lies and corruption.
Rise up, leave your mark
And never be forgotten.