im in the aftermath now
the indestructibility of childhood is gone
im left with this hardened, calloused shell
failing me at every turn
every fall makes your blood pressure spike
for fear that something is broken

old friends and family are gone forever
you watch yourself get older and fatter
all the pleasure gets sucked out of life
you're supposed to feel bad for things
that make you feel good
inside though, you dont

the world is a mess of adult emotions
and hurt egos
and i have no choice but to live in this
like a rat in a city junk yard
the world is lined with assholes
and something keeps feeding them more purpose

this is to all who have used and abandoned me
you did this to me
so the fault lies on you