Try to get out Try to understand The more I constrict The less I control Demons harass my sanity Mocking my pitiful self Reality is one sick joke Played on yourself by yourself My legs are running me My eyes are baffling me Stuck on this place Everything is a memory All done before Repeat the cycle with me Over and over again Forest, green, yellow, orange It wants me to learn something What does it want? Wake up wherever Things back in place What the fuck happened? I lost my place Appear at once Realize your reality Unawareness an impossibility Incomplete I must unearth the infinite past And Find Inevitable pain I must kill myself. None can know bliss ever Except fleetingly, then uprooted And I am everyone I must kill myself But I will not be gone I am everything Microcosm is my Macrocosm is my Atom-O-Sphere