The asking?

You're asking me

To stop orchestrating every frame in this movie of my life into perfect,not to be touched, works of art

To pin down my wandering mind always hunting for crisis

Onto something too constant
to be adequatly enticing

You're asking me to stop being scattered

And consolidate my fragments

Away from the unimaginable perceptions they attract and feed on

You're asking me
to never forget my sufferings 

So i will lose the charm of making d same mistakes creatively every single time

To dessert the world i designed 

Telling me,its not real

So what if it's not,but its blueprint has been etched by my blood

I dont need dope to get high
Or alcohol to take away my inhibitions
I carry with me delicious delusions
That i can access anytime

Yet,you're asking me be normal
just like the rest of the herd
To give up my sanctuary of escape, calling it a mere crutch

Well let me tell you, my friend
This world is so painfully real for me
So youve got to stop right away
for youre asking for too much!