Effusion Of Dementia Perceived notions, voluntary insanity Guilty conscience, I don't know what's become of me Narcissistic, longing for supremacy Paranoia, this world has become my enemy Desperate times call for desperate measures I submit to myself willingly Must make time for my guilty pleasures Innocence no longer an option Fallout of my emotions, cerebral suicide Controlled by dementia, my own death beckons me Systematically removing, all regrets from my mind Fear's stuck in the past, and my memory is left behind I don't know who I am My spirit I can't find I don't know where to go My soul has been denied With my last breath I began to see things clearly I've solved my temporary problem with a permanent solution...