Miami Queen

You reinforced my insecurities
By lacking in any empathy
Deteriorating tragically
Not good for my stability

Spoiling all my fortresses
And toiling till I'm formless
Well, blood has destroyed us
All my energy aborted

I'm getting spat out of my house again
Moving back and forth out of my ends
It was a gloomy day back in November
Still not over it, i still remember

I'm going round round round round
To find my mind

My ma and pa don't like the boy that i love
But they also don't know how often i hurt
Well they still don't know me
But still act like they own me

Bitter, like your soul i think
I've had many reasons to believe nothing
One more pill down
And i still hate everything

My mental health has delivered your vice
I'm feeling useless, yet i take no advice
And i still miss you Mimi, i still think of you baby
I hope you think of me too
I hope you think of me too, just maybe

I'm going round round round round
To find my mind
Round round round round
To find whats mine