Distorted Soul Manifesto

This one obsessed with pipe dream Unable to release his steam Generic mind and psychotype Leaves him less chances to survive Nobody cares what does that mean Too hard to put my thoughts on rhyme It has less sense, than in my plan But, actually, I type it fair All, what desired by him, is dumb Nor unresolvable like numb What if he wished eternal love Nobody judge him from above All, what reality then say Unhappiness awaits this way All what he wanted — resonate Reflect benignity — desired fate But even during lucky week His engine become too weak About one week is its lifespan Then, other time it made no fun He never care about target He thought all blame lies on his head Entire life is just a chain Where rise and fall will swap again Eternity belongs to death If not dynamic — no success All that he wish is elemental And time is only incremental He still cant fight with nature Even if he's older, he's immature This story finally proven this I still dunno why I wrote this This is an anthem of my soul Until I find another goal