Will Japan ever get as bad as the inside of my head?
This chainreaction I can’t stop…
this spiral, one way trip heading for total meltdown
no power to cool the fuel inside
Day by day, a few more braincells smoke away
and so does my logic and rationality
Yet I can’t allow them to contain me
What is to happen, let it be
Im void of sense and purpose
I can be anything yet I am nothing on the inside
Oh, what will it take to prove to myself that i still exist?
Everything is worthless, this poem is worthless