Minimalism an attack on individualism

Picking the pigment of a pigeon is fucking boring

Gotta audition every aneurysm causing decision

I need some adult supervision but can’t afford it

Damn, think I might try be a kid again

Write my name down in the wet cement

Maybe I’d be cooler than I am I am I am

Am I too much

Is it too much to ask for

People to love me

For talking too fast

I overcompensate in conversation

All my words need explanation

Is it too much

To maximalise everything I try to do

Debilitating all I’m nailing is dissociating

Won’t participate cos meditating is fucking boring

Insinuating they’re relatеd when they’re dating is still thе

Best joke I made in seventh grade and they all ignored it

Damn, think I might try start an only fans

Getting cashed up money in my hands

Cos it’s hard when no one understands

That I’m trying to be the best in the fucking world

At everything that ever was or will be

Due to late stage capitalism forcing me

To feel productive at all times

And I have to keep shifting the goalposts

For what I define success as

Or I’ll end up hating myself

For not fucking achieving it

Or like, whatever

Am I too much

Is it too much to ask for

People to love me

For talking too fast

I overcompensate in conversation

All my words need explanation

Is it too much

To maximalise everything I try to do

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

Am I too much

Is it too much to ask for

People to love me

For talking too fast

I overcompensate in conversation

All my words need explanation

Is it too much

To maximalise everything I try to do