Escaped, i want to be mortified

Escaped. How mortifying

Some things are true and that is a fact

you like sympathies and you like to act

To things you dont like and give a heck

How i wish i can give you a slap

She says that "lobsters are crabs"

to me they sound more like crapz

Just like the way you like to stab

people around you with a knife on their back

Always as curious like a cat

who wants to come out from its sack

If i am allow to let myself go mad

i want to slit a knife over your neck

Moral is a form of prison for Insanity. Laws are meant to be change, i would like to change some of them if possible. Alone, i just feel empty suddenly. Yawnz, i should go and sleep now.