Yeah if you didn't already guess, this is kind of inspired by Twenty One Pilots. Like it has those kind of qualities. But anyway.
I partially forgive
My personality disorder
Because in some ways
it’s brought order
And in some ways it has not
It has created a border
Between what’s real and what is not
I am a hoarder
Of the really messed up thoughts
My brain is never sober
And I really ought
To bring in a cover
Because this war cannot be fought
Alone
I can try to spawn
An assistant
Just in case
I become a pawn of my own mind
I’m being chased
By the human race
And their major expectations
And that has led to the creation
Of an unstable train station
Bound by an enormous nation
Of challenges I must face
I need to pick up the pace
“You’re a huge disgrace”
The world has always told me
(Always told me)
From behind my shoulder
That is just another boulder
That I must pick up
And I ought to call for help
Because this war cannot be fought
Alone
