scary

 
I'm feeling scary, I mean...mean
slice your feelings with a flick of my wrist
insult the darkness then spit

I feel slighted by your lack of attitude
where'd you get those credentials?
I think they're fake...con artist

in the bigger picture I see viciousness boiling
seething with anger
I turn and direct my attention at the clown
he is a joker I can deal with
clowned by the best you'll feel the heat breathing down your neck

I know you hate me, so be it
at least l will know you're living when you give it to me
you're cordially invited to step to me I dare you
I'm tired of the phony words passing as legit emotions
they're cold as ice
I put them to me breast and freeze

in the cloud of confusion I see masses huddled kissing your ass
it makes me ill
I rather be disliked for who I am
than adored for what I am not