I Guess Im Crazzy

I dont need your sympathy or advice
I hate people who seem nice
like a family of lice
living inside my head
My life is a pencil with no point
a fetus with no womb
and i wouldnt have it any other way

so you can stay the hell away
and leave me to my crazyness
no im not alone
my friends are in my head
my parrents are dead
and i dont need tomorrow
because i live in the sins of yesterday

ive been called crazzy
ive been called a psychopath
its not my fault
really
ive been this way since the day i fell
out of my mothers dress
so you best stay out the way cause i aint killed no one today
yet

yes i have a problem
yes ive contemplated suicide
yes ive wanted to kill a cop
yes ive wanted to run into a mall with an m-16 screaming kill them all
and yes ive wanted to swerve into the oncoming lane leaveing nothing but wreaked body parts and brains

this world is full of crazzy people
i guess im one and the same
i'd tell you man is evil
but i dont know, no other game