Asperger's
 

Another speed verse. Just experimentin at this stage in my writin. This is probably the least thought out verse Ive ever done. Just put it down soon as it came. Didnt try in any way to frame it in my head or put emphasis on any part. Just free thought.


A halfwit aura is what society sees, but my porous synapses relapse into overload, remapping the feed,
And my placid peace is raptured from the plastic-facade disease
I see people are just acid traps with alkyl deeds.

Misunderstood is an understatement, im self debated.
A less developed sadist could pace his race so it wouldn't faze him
Complaints are famous, so i feel your cravings,
The empathy rages. Free minds should thank the God that made em.
Satan made mine in stages.

Closed, never feed anyone