Maybe I’m being punished
For all the times I’ve claimed back my sanity,
And my heart would continue crunching.

Seems though development in nature
Works like a crime in my closet.
Unfortunate whispers of inflicting resonance stays sauntering whilst violent crimes get led into its neighbour.
I’m not sure.

Leave while you can, but press the button
on what you can say,
That won’t make you pull your hair out.