I really wish i had sum cool ass tag i could spam like greed or meth or morgue or sum BUT I DONT SO U JUST GET LAME TAGLESS MUSIC AUGHHHH

i got all these problems stuck up in my head
idk wht 2 do
actin like a fool
drawin out the sword thinkin its gon do me right
writin bout these things that are full of fright
all these chords i dont like
all these hoards i fight
even with the blows i deal i lack the might
to forget to move on
healing long gone and now im left 
with one woe
with one soul
with one hole
with no home
thinkin of the things that happened since that misery
when i came 2 be its clear 2 me
nothing good has come
some sort of sick trickery
where the visions plead 2 be seen
where the voices yearn 2 have at turn
in this mad world
thats got me chasing things i will nvr find
caught up slicing Akus that were never even mine
im out of touch
like some samurai
Caught up in the future we not thinkin bout the present time
got em in the feels thats when he revelas
there are true emotions behind his ideals
gut wrenching truths that were lost to time
things that would even make a devil cry
with no soul
with no goal
thats how he roll
dont forget one day the will toll

Writin About These Things That Are Full Of Fright

Aesthetically