Midwest stuck
Burnt out mind
Midwest blind
In a hell
Not meant for me
Got nothing left
But midwest time
Living a so called life
I wish
Was never mine
Backward thoughts
Warped views
That make
No sense
To me and irk me
In ways
I can't even
Begin to explain
That most here
I fear would never
Understand
Try not to be
So firey
Am anyway
Can't help that shit
It's just me
It is the way
That I think
When I look
At the world
That I see
Northern most tip
Of a bible belt
I am sick
Of people
Trying to get me
To believe in
I feel like
I am drowning
In shit
Those who spew it
Don't even understand
I came here
An innocent 8 year old
I didn't think like this
How did I get here
Seriously
How did I get here?