Inside of my brain, I am addressing you guys.
Are you listening up, you motherfuckers? I want to fucking kill you.

You don’t listen to what anyone tells you. It’s impertinent, even if the words come from me.
“Don’t get depressed,” “Don’t do that,” If you tell me this
I will lose sight of who I am.

The me I am right now
Aims at yesterday’s me,
Saying, “repent,”
Over and over.

You don’t listen to what anyone tells you. You are so stupid, you really are.
I will kill you, is my position. What is this idiot saying, do you think you could really do that?
To you guys, sure.

The me I am right now
Aims at tomorrow’s me,
Saying, “reconsider,”
Over and over.

My glitched brain, my glitched brain, my glitched brain
Is blaring with warning lights.