I know i can paint. I know i can write. But right now isn't the time for choosing a career. I dont want any confusion in my mind. I just want to seperate the world from the hate it holds so tight. Let go let me pass on my words of peace and widom with my rhymes. Im done with these addictions. The demons in my head are nothing but fiction. I fight because im tired of being beaten and abused. Im done with. Society's confusing lies its time i start looking for the truth. I wont let this madness be the only cure to this sadness. I get that I'm not normal. But dont bother me about morals. Ill be living my life to its fullest. Dont care about being formal i may not live forever but I'm confident whenever im long gone my words wont be forgotten or rotten theyll stay forever immortal