there's a lot that i've done in my head

i can't believe so much time has passed
i can recall this same experience during different time periods n it makes me so sad for some reason
i know why i got high so often
it's good to know why you do the things that you do
in case anybody asks i will tell em
they probably won't ask but keep making their assumptions
mental "illness" is just real life, magnified
i have to stay inside cos i will throw up if i don't
so often accused of being negative
i had the faith that there'd eventually be a spark
i'm so lucky to understand darkness cos i know that the light is real
how do you know what's truly there if you have nothing to compare it to
this feeling ain't goin nowhere (as far as i can tell)
i'll take the separation cos i am still close to God
they've got their tvs n i've got my head
is it a burden?
they are so boring if they can't see how this could be fun
gonna transform all this chaos until it's pure
mass consumption is all i see
in my head i see myself but also everyone else is there too
it's all part of me