Critic

You have your foot on the pedal About to run ‘em down You better get it all settled Before you drown It’s not your best day But it’s not your worst A bit of a cursed day Have you had a day more cursed? Maybe you should just shut down, Like it didn’t happen Or you should just keep regretting Your fears And all your mistakes So Give it a hug You’ll be feeling so snug Until you explode At this mental mode Always yelling your name Always throwing the blame You deny it it’s true But you let it get to you Not you are so Trapped Trapped Trapped And you feel attacked Attack Attack Attack And then your brain blooms Bloom Bloom Bloom Straight into the room. The room The room The room The room. Oooh. My biggest critic So critical Never nice Or lyrical Making me angry All the time I’ve got to be better Not to lose my mind.. This time.