Cycles

Why is it the same shit back and forth?
Is it truly worth it?
It holds no value
And like swimming in the bayou, it's dirty, it's tainted, imperfect
Arguing on Twitter is for the birds
My tweets aren't about you
You not important
Why should I stick by you?
The way that my heart is healing, you're the villain from the way that you hurt it
You don't deserve it
You heard it when I said I'm done with the bullshit, I really meant it
Finally putting my freedom first
I got the rights like the amendment
Admit it, you are unstable, get admitted
Stories never adding up, no matter how you spin it
Or how you begin it
A math tutor and a psychologist
I highly recommend it

I'm tired of these cycles
I'm tired of these psychos
Seeing true colors when the paint dry
It's alright, that's just the way that life goes
I'm tired of these cycles
I'm tired of these psychos
Editing my errors like typos
In a new era, shit, I might go

Violent, but it's not the answer, so I pile it up
And put the nails in the coffin, yeah, I file it
No more being silent
Put the tulips and the violets on the casket, watch it drop, then I fly like a pilot
Handling my problems in the quiet, in private
My sanity, it drives it crazy
But for humanity, I revived it
I took myself off do not disturb
And like emergencies, I dialed it
Tired of putting on a big facade
Thinking I don't have anybody else, but God
Refuse to turn my gentle side into genocide
In order to make room for growth, my pride had to die inside
Repeating curses like scratched CD's
Defeats the purpose like unmatched ID's
Became attached to the same routine
Until metamorphosis
A new supreme

I'm tired of these cycles
I'm tired of these psychos
Seeing true colors when the paint dry
It's alright, that's just the way that life goes
I'm tired of these cycles
I'm tired of these psychos
Editing my errors like typos
In a new era, shit, I will go