Roach-like Resilience

Feel like a wilted plant, wanna chill but can't

Can I kick it? Alright cool, because I will just rant

Layer one's the matriarch, a major part

of my behavior starts with no foundation like a trailer park

Consequently since seventh grade I've been making art

As just a way to keep the pain at bay when shit was crazy dark

I guess to try to keep sane I jot my thoughts down

And journal on the daily cuz mane, I'd rather not drown

I've often found solace in philosophical musing

Finding meaning where there's none because life is awful confusing

My family is a super cell that frequently produces wind

That's at least 210 MPH but musics been