A battler, I am not?
Have you all forgotten... ALL my rants and raving of how I just can't stop?
How much more rotten have I got?
Best believe I know the pressure is better when I'm measured..
Treasured, torn, and thrown, I'm the bully in your dome, rippin shreds through the heads of the unwilling and the minds of the unknown.
Your kingdom has been my home and I've regrown upon your throne.
And you just sit and listen. Thinkin how your mind is blown.
Get up and let's change places.
Get a pen and your favorite playlist.
Think of how you want to state this.
And if I hurt your feelings, I'll claim blameless.