Chemical Imbalance

My heart is beating harder

I want to disconnect

I was too far in my pleasures

I was lying to myself

I feel plastic in their faces

Or am I the one who fakes?

Cuz the world is not around me

I'm around to loiter it

It happened again

I hate my brain

Chemical imbalance

Then write the pain

My songs are selfless

I'm back in the cave

I am the problem

So stay away

So stay away

I am scared to talk to people

Glue my eyes on social media

Im still in my own fiction

Please just trust me you'll be happier if

I just disappear

Plus my music is not worth it

Should've never even started

I am not the man to sing

I have drive to write this lyrics

Only when I feel the pain

I just steal songs from my playlist

No originals to say

I'm just looking for attention

That I missed out from my mom

If you're still on this believe me

Listen to this fucking song

And I write my songs in foreign

Language where I don't belong

Silly pad hoping to make it

To the U.S. With his songs

People are in need and I am

Baby crying sad as fuck

Because real life doesn't give a fuck

Bout button presses in my DAW

I'm too selfish too be living

You don't have forgive me

Boodles personality

Is not the way that I should live

The author is broken.

Well, he was broken from the start.

Thrown around by his own creations,

He now chooses to go back.

Back to the place where he feels safe.

But that just doesn't sit right with him.

He feels guilty to not take responsibility for himself.

What will he do now?