cynic

I'm a cynic and a pessimist
I'm depressed and suicidal
because I see the world for what it is
and I cant sit back
and be a hopeful optimistic
seeing and knowing that everyone's so selfish
and no one really cares for anyone else
when I give to people
they just take
and theyre not really thankful
they're parasites they just want more
they want to see how much they can take
before they break me
or leave in debt and with a clear conscience
no one's really friends with anyone else
they just need someone to break up the tedium of life
because we're social creatures
and misery needs the company
to forget (for a few brief moments)
how hopeless and sick all of this is
and family and the survival mechanism that haunt me
are just programmed in
I didn't chose it and they're not real
it's just electrons in my automated system
that are telling me what to do
I'm a fucking robot
and fucking (as I've said before)
is just symbiotic masterbation
there was never love
this is all just bullshit