hell

Maybe this is hell, I don't even know where I'm going. Feels like hell, no matter which way the wind's blowing.

Maybe this hell, kind of hard to tell, demons keep telling me the angels all fell. I don't want to hear that shit on the low, nah. I just want to find hope, where did it all go, huh? This world is so fucked up, got me in a headspace where I just want to fly around, in a private jet plane. That way I could just ignore all my problems, leave them on the ground while I pass this fucking blunt around. I don't want to live in hell, I want to make it heaven, change it for the better and prevent another 9/11. We just need to learn how to love each other somehow, but all we know is hate cuz of how we were raised. Real men don't cry, beautiful is skinny. We're taught to judge each other and that mindset isn't pretty. What happened to acceptance, and helping out your fellow man? Flexing all these bands and you can't even give a helping hand.

Maybe this is hell, I don't even know where I'm going. Feels like hell, no matter which way the wind's blowing.

Maybe this is hell, I don't even know where I'm going. Feels like hell, no matter which way the wind's blowing. Maybe this is hell, seems that way from my position. Feels like hell, the way I'm always met with opposition.

Yeah, yeah. I just want to have a conversation real quick, but half the population would rather talk with their fists. This world doesn't know how to be civil anymore on a healthy debate comes across distaste. I really think we've lost our way as a society, media blares bad news just to increase their notoriety. School shootings, drive bys, horrible sight to see. They don't wanna hear it, I say fuck their damn propriety.