You Sad Societally Oppressed Ugly Disillusion Duckling

Everybodys so superficial and oh so submissive,
It's really rather boring and just plain annoying,
Living among artificial, derisive, undesirable ducklings,
I've honestly no clue as to how I've been enduring

Freedom Fighter

A brother can hate but a sister still gone dream
I chose my freedom rather than my fate
And rebel against this regime

Jus a lil something

Im emotionally paralyzed, I've gott to hurry and get this mess of a situation styrilized, I must confess that I've long since realized that ived ceased to progress, Ever since I professed that I was an inhumane human being it so happens to seem that I find peace in my wolfs disguise, and the conceptualized “Bin of Sins” turns and wins against me, I'd thought acknowledgement was significant in the process of recoveryy, But evidently for me its become something more of a permit for excusabilityy, Of expendibilityy, manipulation, disloyalty, untruthful communication, and vainity, Though these things have become passable within the pediments of my mind I find that the oh so familiar and yet peculiar pains have not beome a distant memory, Theyre still very close and immidiate and real, The vibrance of it I just to easily feel, 

Ain't It a Shame

I'm afraid of what will be made of myself in the end 

When I can no longer pretend or hide 

What it is that I feel inside for this guy 

That I've previously tried to pry at but just sighed at 

Because there was no hope for me socially 

So I just turned inwardly loath-fully 
And intentionally but coldly 
Slowly gave little to no Acknowledgement to him being present 

Out of spite because with all my might 
I felt resent about my embarrassment 

And as you can see that didn't help me none 

Because I stay caught up on him 
From the raising of the slim white crescent 
To the descent of the glowing hot sun 

A constant flowing of complaints solvencies restraints policies 
Are always processing then deemed dumb,

It seems like I cant have no kinda fun 
Because im always stressing off some*thing*

From the visibility of my acne to the fluency when I speak 
To the impression I've left with him

All the while I'm crushin' my cheeks are flusin' and im rosy red blushin'

Searching and hoping for a sign of fondness of affection

Like an intimate question or a soft stroke of the cheek caressin' or the built up walls lessen

But none of that shows ope there goes all hope

Out the window and now I'm back to feeling low

There isnt much left to do but get soaped up and shower down

Man if there ever was a time to get doped up it would be now

Aint it a shame feeling lame 

'Cuase you dont know if what theyre feeling is the same as you 

But screw it, its too risky, you're through with it, 

So you keep calm and carry on 

Even though it all feels wrong 

And you end up writing this song

A Peace To Be Found

Your trying to contour my conduct to reconstruct my concepts
Manipulation is key
You want me kissin' ya ass like royalty
All the while your depriving me of my dignity
Allowing me no prosperity
Its always give to you take from me
I want out but you win every fight
Won't let me go no matter how I plea
So I'm still sellin' in these streets wearin' clothes too tight
Man this is cruelty
I say I'm fine but I'm never alright
There's some scars on my arms that you don't see
I'll cut some more tonight despite the fact that they're ugly
But bitche I don't care so bite me
Your my oppressor I'm the oppressy

Why don't we flip the script
Change it up just a lil bit
Lets have you take some of those brutal hits
That I endure when your going though you little pissy fits
Know what it feels like to get spit in the face
Be disgraced and all worth erased
To be looked and not seen
Nothing more than placeless puzzle piece
A glitch in the scene
Longing desperately for the pain to cease
As your heart silently screams
Waiting for the day you'll be relaeased
'Cuase your not secure even in your dreams
Unfortunately true peace dwells only within the deceased