Geo Friend-Lee - Internet Trolls "B.U.L.L.Y" lyrics

This is my Poetic Stream of consciousness, but if its too strong to consume you can chase it with some bottled water and just call it Rant. (Pause) The other day on twitter someone asked, Tree Hugger? Greenie? Environmentalist? whats up with the mask? and laughed, so I laughed back, then I replied, are you laughing at the mask, or is it the child trapped inside, that you are trying to hide, wishing they could come outside, wishing they were brave enough to fight for their goals and dreams?(pause) Its ironic that social media and mean jokes has cleaned most, of all hope, because it feels like social media is just amplifying societies reliance on trying to make people who are different, take the prescription, called "fitting inside a box" (pause) and as soon as you step out, they make up a new disease just to say you have it, so you can be left out, Well, somebody call Dr. DoLittle, and tell him I refuse to be belittled, until I'm too little. to reach my goals, and tell his Nurse named Jackie, I will not let her shackle me, we will do exactly, what it takes, by any means, to get out our dreams, And yes I'm afraid of the Fame Monster, it just too big of a pill to swallow, but I am permanently addicted to Goalcohol, infected with Ambitionflu, believing in Myselfitis, being Differentfluentia, and Creativegigivitis, But I'm living today, where people are trained to listen to, whatever the doctor's say and forced to be medicinal, and stay one dimensional, even if this means a lifetime of regret, and side effects of blurred visions, So I'm living, today, without fear of criticism, from the bullies on the web, this mask turns bullies on their head, bullies you are dead, because we all know a bully is just a scared. individual. buried underneath, lies of liking yourself, I repeat, Buried, underneath, lies of liking yourself, so you project your insecurities on somebody else, really that child inside is yelling somebody help! So, I guess you can call me a goal feen, that is my morphine, it makes me numb to those who are more mean, its so surreal, I can only feel, the thrill, of chasing my dreams. I'm just being a child, before our immune system was injected with fear, as a little boy or girl, and it was fine to color outside the lines, or have an idea, and share it with the world, I wear my dreams on my sleeves, its leaking out of my veins, I wear it on my face, can't you see the pain, I wear it on my chest so that its close to my heart, I'm immune to you buffoons, I do it for the art, Its about humanizing the planet, so if you don't understand it, or you just can't handle it, I suggest you just chase it with some bottled water and call it a rant, (pause) "When we are born, we are born artist, we are born free, then we are held down by societies perception of us". Yeezy