Hyde

It seems as though I’ll never achieve my peace of mind,

‘Cause all the stress has left my mind weathered nd fried.

Hard to be happy nowadays, the problems keep flowin,

Yet I smile n treat em as though I sent em all goin.

But I never did, they hide in the closet.

Almost as if I made a Problem Deposit

I tend to smile so much, when I really feel dead

A tribulation overload packed inside of my head

And when I speak to no-one, it means I found peace.

But the next time that happens I’ll probably be deceased.

And even then I might be put up against purgatory,

Where it’s so bad, they couldn’t put it in Hamlet’s story.

I’m the common threat to communities, I know the truth.

Behind all the madness lie the suited men in a booth.

So madness is in my veins, I think everybody should hide

Because im not Dr. Jekyll, I am just Hyde