bboystor

I've been subdued and sedated, Your crime's overrated, You don't know how it feels to be shut down and hated. Pretend like you're badass, Your fakeness is world-class, Now whine about your problems and get the attention I need, fast. And I'm falling over as you say you are, And some people have REAL problems, but they can't tell the difference, They can't tell who we are. So as you laugh and brag about your feats that aren't true, I am dying from hallucinations, And I'm still glad that I'm not you. And nobody notices, after I'm gone, And your biggest problems are just small falters, But you cry and they cry along. People like y