Not a Nice Guys World

Neon lightning in my eye
streaking across the midnight sky
is this fake or is it reality
i don't know what i want to be
the emo,
the gangster,
the punk,
the prep,
something in my life feels out of step
ive scoured my brain
a step closer and i would've missed the train
racking my head like a tennis ball
im like Pokemon catcher can't catch them all
thoughts are escaping a mile a minute
im in a game called life and im in it to win it
cant turn back now im in the DeLorean
back to the future to change my past
im in a world full of bad guys and i finish last

~Marc