False perception

Im tired of the people i love leaving me . Lying or deceiving me. Like i am the only one who believes in me. 

Its easy to see why my mentality is a formality of reality that battles me. 

It gets hard to breathe when your lungs are squeezed . While trying to pay bills from on your knees .

Staring and begging for help like the little elf that fell off the shelf. That's when you realize you're only talking to yourself. 

I can't find in my mind the gears that made me grind and I'm so far behind. I think I'm in first place. When reality sinks in that i never started to race. 

Yeah i do things at my own pace. That will just keep me from shoving my accomplishments in your face. 

You can't change the pace once the pencil starts to erase you from my main frame . Hell you're crazy and the reason I'm insane.

Like the swirls of a candy cane I'm spiralling down with a frown. Still on my knees this time with my head in a hole in the ground.

Here i thought you were profound and full of glory. Yet all you were was a Fucking horror story.