Stricken by teen insanity;
Stardom: and untimely fate.
Four months later, the madness continues,
Because everything deserves a chance... right?
There is no suffocation now,
Or at least not on the final day.
A broken breed of altered head-cases.
Obsession is far from healthy.
A break comes as seldom as my "good days,"
So-called impressions on that oh-so-perfect fantasy.
Your days were better when spent underground.
(At least the harmony was better-wrapped)
Delusions form in the true meaning,
Shallow-minded hopefuls won't breathe.
Another page turned, another mind lost.
Hypnotic in all of the very worst ways.
