This is what’s fortunate
I don’t think I’m the problem
But maybe my minds just forcing it
I’ve tried to move on but my head space has been consumed
May my old reality resume
My vision clouded isn’t even the most of it
It’s hard to please the people
Having the consciousness of being civil is lethal
Just to find out we’re not equal
You don’t care as much as I do
I am now now treated as a horror movie sequel
The repetition painfully peaceful
But this is what’s fortunate
I know where I stand with you
The curiosity less torturing
My mind now done loitering
