In the flesh

Welcome to the mind of a tragic fate
A plain that seems irate
Trudgin through life like a zombie reliving an endless wake
Without ever having anything to take
Mind running around yet i have no fucking will to chase
When that dark shit consumes me
Depression and anxiety taking over me splurtin out overdone shit is exactly what you're presuming
I still dont give a fuck though
Cos even if my feelings hold me down ill give you the same facial expressions like im wearing a crown
Adoring putting myself in a shackle and chains
Holding myself down like a fucking slave
With a bunch of shitty ways that make me hate myself more than i fucking care to take

This is me in the flesh
Trying to find something in my life that i won't regret
In the flesh
Holding in the pain causing my mental to create a strife that i need to forget
In the flesh
Splurgin out the hate towards myself
Wanderin without co-ordinates
Without subordinates
Luxurising thoughts of death
In the flesh

As you can see i struggle with my mental
Especially when love seems to escape me and shattering its fragmental
All i want to do is find that special one
But this stupid fuck is hung up over petty lusts
Yet i distract myself from these strains with simple entertainment
I get fucked up and i love every second
Smoke so much weed that i can't think for shit and the stress seems to beckon
Slur my words make a mistatement
As the nicotine takes over me
And the alcohol keeps pouring and i fuck up the scene
And for that one brief moment
I feel like i own it
No embarrisment weighing me down
Feel like a king with no feelings making me drown
Making no sound
As i tear away all the shit thats been making me cower in a world that doesnt suit me
I can't figure what personality im trying to be
Cos i dont fit in anywhere my loathsome body gos when i take to the streets
So grab a seat
And see if you can delve deeper
Into my fucked mind you can be the seeker
Because im done
With whats in the flesh