Hate Me

I can't fucking stand it.  
I can't even sleep not another night restless roaming on this planet.
My mind in the clouds screaming... "God damn it"  
All I do is toss and turn... even next to you I feel stuck and stranded.  
You hate me for it.  
Maybe I'll just lock myself in my store and  
sit down at my desk and wait for the day to start just like the rest.  
Fuck I hate my own flesh.  
Skinny hustler.  
Sell you back what you try'd to pawn off to me.  
I hold my head down... kill a child with a college degree.  
Nonsense it seems but the best jobs is in the streets.  
Fuck it I don't want to live anyway.  
If I'm not here working toward a goal... might as well already fade away  
from all of your memory.  
Pay nothing for ever... fuck a buck a piece over each eye...
 I'd rather rest for free.