Zoan
Sympathy For Zoan
Icon as much as an icon
Wishing I can meet Goku
It ain’t fun being Pikkon
I feel like bygones
Been done
But such decision has been overrun
By inadequate, inferior, insulating
Group of lamefucks
Insinuating
That I’m all this by the arbitrary
I wonder who listens to all my songs
I suffered, that’s not up for debate
I showed up, even if I showed up late
I prayed for backstabbers, Judases
And rapists
But I’m still shown irrational hate
What more can I offer
How much more of myself do I need to pour
The Devil wants me to keep on dancing
I just hope Anna still believes
Love is an open door


You see the fame and success
But never the tears that fall
Sleeping on the holy matters
Upset at a wakeup call
You see the recognition
But can’t feel the weight
Of my pain, my sorrows, and my heartaches

Foolish as a wise man
Don’t feel comfortable around a hype man
Feeling entitled like, “Bro I supported you”
Fuck you, I don’t trust your motives dude
I got past the grieving process
It came with a set of tantrums, delusions
And losses
Not in an active pursuit
But I would absolutely relish seeing the saints and the crosses
That they carried
The dead they buried
And the sacrifices they made
But all I’m surrounded by
Are greedy pigs
Detestable squirrels
And malicious snakes
What else is there left to say
How about
I like smelling flowers
I like getting my shine
Given a treasure that won’t rot
But they try so hard to rob me of my peace and my time