Message in the bottle

Peoples evil, gaslight, hold the candle is like the ism of vandal. Whats your handle. I feel like everybody hates me. Guess a passed on self perspective, hard on myself. You are elected. You seem mad at me at the same time show me love. I can't figure out riddles but I can make them. I can't hear all the fiddles but I can break them. It's all of how you want to treat things. Plant seeds and see what tomorrow brings. Lost in a lullaby, putting a message in a bottle to send it off to sea, singing the same melody. What was lost I set it free. Probably shouldn't have friends surrounding me. All of their deamons hound me. Lost promises never returned in the bottle you see. So I set the sea on fire 🔥 🙂 then enter It.. . . slowly. With only the sting of fire pinching my skin. . . as the water surrounds me. Im lucky your flame can win, burn like sin but in return can not save me. Or doesn't want to. Does this sound like confusion to you? Answers to questions to embrace your face like I wanted to persue. You can't make everyone happy but you could. . . Die trying. The question is. . . Are you really living or are you just slowly dieing. . . . . Time for sleep 💤 😴 you lay down next to me without a sound. Words cut deep. Not knowing what is found when the answere might dwell in you. You can search for questions to the answers you can persue. . . . True. I'll be waiting for you to answer this but not by a kiss but in the things you say or the words come through in blue.