I'm not happy now,
I won't be happy anyway.
Drugs, sex, violence,
None of this matters to me.
I'm already dead,
Maybe for another 21 years.
Until now recently,
I could think.
Now I follow the rules,
All my life I've been spoon fed.
What do I do,
What do I think,
And how to be.
I'm starting as a new man though,
A new God,
My universe is my rule,
All that is good is gone.
My thoughts of sin,
Is every thought is sin.
Here I salivate,
Until I am reborn.
I walk with my blessing,
A curse.
Evil only attacks a developmental mind,
So I walk with my blessed curse.
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