H.P.F.

I have so many problems and I don't know how to solve 'em
Always spiral to the bottom flop and flounder floating flotsam
Flail and wail and try to bail, slip on tail and get impaled
Inhale exhale and get derailed a failing jail to keep me veiled
Entailing thoughts of hopes distraught that wrought me shoddy left to rot
Wanting to be wanton thots a lot of naughty flaunting bots
Who shop for tops and drop the cost dilettantes of filling haunts
Filming lots of filtered flops who hop on popular detentes
Gawk at halting favored fonts to write the life inside the staunch
No fault of awkward squawking jocks who fight but like enticing jaunts
Just a taunt at your expense your reaction is evidence
Of a pessimistic presence infesting your present tense
Presented by your pensive expressions of eminence
Venting Venn's to every friend that has ever heard your defense
Intensely sensing senseless violence violet highlighting your eyelids
I'm just ply; your wood be pine friend pride is tide from low to high bid

Hateful People Fail
'Cause they
Heal their Petty Feel
Instead of
History Preventing Future
Helping Past Forget
The Fewer

Sadness's got the bark without the bite to back it up
Think you're slick, non-stick? But strictly fight to act tough
I've had enough of whacking rough I need the green to enact a putt
I'm past the blacking fractal dust and fiend for a clean impactful cut
I've seen obscene and wrathful mutts who cling to bling and bashing guts
I dream of gleaming castle strut you dream of genie: blast a nut
That's why you sleep and eat and scream while I'm relieved with an inner peace
All my crop was always cream liquidated to break the seam
Instigated from every team that teems with hatred in their being
It was fated that I be seen by every lady man and teen
To glean to you that life's a stream, upstream are people peeing
Evolution's the solution no pollution, grow wings
'Cause here's a thing that they don't tell you: life's a Hell even on Bellevue
Fate befell you and you fell through you can wait for dates to fill cues
Or be great and bait the belles and fellas you relate and swell to
Meet a mate who makes and melts you or be meter-maiding mildew

Hateful People Fail
'Cause they
Heal their Petty Feel
Instead of
History Preventing Future
Helping Past Forget
The Fewer

I don't need be saved, yeah I get that now
It took me way too long just to figure that out
See I don't need a savior to point out my own behavior
Like a white knight fighting light blind to missing favor
Igniting their own paper to pyre despite their prayers
But the fire doesn't care it'll burn you like it's Sinclair
Turn your errors into terrorists fair isn't their imperative
Learning to repair is inherent to cherished marriages
But it takes a pair to tango, if you're too obtuse in angles
Be entangled left to strangle wangling love into triangles
Looser nooses necessary 'cause newfangled trust is scary
Used to boost fiduciary now confuses truth and daring
Bearing beneficiaries heritage in missionaries
Carelessly envision fairness as a pair of wish impairing
Parents comparing errors to their own and call you errant
But care in the fare of harems and rare in the share of errands

Hateful People Fail
Cause they
Heal their Petty Feel
Instead of
History Preventing Future
Helping Past Forget
The Fewer