I am thoroughly lost – fuck

Wayward and at times, wonderstruck

Helpless against the hand of mortality

Void of most morality

Things I thought were possible

Are now evidently impossible

Sickness has taken a hold of my body and mind

Each day is a looped toil, a repeated grind

Where do I find myself in five years?

each moment brings me closer to tears

O how I wish I wouldn’t have to face my fears

Society dictates submission, advocates leers