The cure to my sickness, in many ways is worse,
Because only a demon, can break a witches curse,

Whilst we searched for better ways,
within our quest for brighter days
for many problems that we solved,
another problem took it's place,
&
it is tough to fall out with something that only ever gives,
causes fools to give it all, until they have no reason to live
&
This joke is on a world, so much time has gone to waste,
would've appreciated the company and not felt so misplaced,
looks a bit like i got lost real early in the race,
obviously needed an extra tom to help me navigate this maze.

Anywayz, the cure to my sickness in many ways is worse,
because only a demon can break a witches curse,

My heart is an earthquake of inescapable obligations,
&
these obligations shake my world more each day

I'm no indestructible cartoon with unrealistic expectations,
B'cuz
I hate the thought that things are going to always be this way,
&
What is "okay"? still being alive, getting by each day by telling basic lies?

Little point in worrying, no miracle's saving me, for only i do impossible things and there is only one of me!

Anyway, the cure to my sickness in many ways is worse,
because only a demon can break a witches curse,