Lost af

It is a prophecy for me to put my pain all on the internet

For the world to see because I am so fucking depressed

Make fucked up art with my fucking up heart

I told you I was broken right from the start

Even though I'm rich, I still cut my wrists

Still cry bout shit, call me lost bitch

Don't want 2 blow up

Already glowed up

Don't want 2 show up