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fools crown

you don't see it do you?
just cause he hides it all too
well for you to see
"well every fucking thing's bothering me"
you see just a glimpse not the extreme
no one knows that his reality is like a fleeting dream
with him loosing the grasp
he feels like he's stuck in a trap
all the black flames unextinguishable
that urge to hang himself using a cheap cable
those feelings too uncertain to be labled
to him happiness sounds like a fable
that he once heard eons ago
all he feels is rage and sorrow
some may catch a glimpse of it
but no one knows that it tears him everyday bit by bit
ya'll know that his sanity is long gone
and think that his insanity is just him seeking for attention
but do you know hoe he's hiding it?
NO!
he cries every night like a little bitch
he fights within himself, the anger the pain
the tears and the frustration that he's gracefully restrained
breaks him from the inside
and slowly he is losing his will to survive
but all you see is his craziness
all you see that he is a nut-case
and some even think that he is a attention seeker
no one knows why his speech is slurred
and that his vision is blurred
and that he always uses curse
words on himself
he needs some immediate help
nothing is wrong with his life
and yet he struggles just to survive
his mind plays tricks on him
and somehow it seems
he is ready to die by a falling beam
on don't get me wrong, his life is perfect
except for a fact known too less
that he is on the verge of breaking down
that he is always hiding his frown
and wearing a fools crown...

(for all those who have mental disorders... hats off to you guys for surviving this long.)

-yakaa: jujaan 


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