FLOETRY VOL 16

Came to the world at a time where there was a concern labeled the weirdo, that role as a kid I was perfect as fulfilling. But I never stopped to think about the long term effects of me being a loner. All I had was was snes wrestling and my 6yr boner, 20 years later I have a verbally abnormal composure. That shocks and offends as if I had a anal mouth odor. People throughout the years said that I had ADHD and would grow out of it when I got older, but Im 27 now and I still hold unto the New World Order. I lack concern socially as I was the class jerk, opening farting and saying nigger and make sure there is flem when I burp. The cost of social awkwardness is extravagant, having everyone look at you is apart of it. I was born early and cracked my skull so I guess satan started this. What can I say I'm wired this way, as a kid I threw dead animals into traffic and pissed fires away. But I'm older and want to be more bolder but not in the way that my past has gone over, I want to be mature, and not cause anymore hurt. I must admit I'm a trainwreck, look at these lyrics, I rhyme trainwreck with fisting the pope with a jewish train set. Will I ever grow up? Will I ever stop ranting and causing a fuss? Will I ever see my dick or bust a nut? I don't know but it takes guts to be the weirdo.