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The Troublemaker & The Troubled One
Deep inside there is a spirit lurking[/font]Trying endlessly to destroy me[/font]It’s just eating away at me[/font]And with each day that goes by[/font]A piece of my soul chips off[/font]It makes me feel so worthless and[/font]So empty inside to the point that[/font]It’s almost as if a thief in the night[/font]Stole a piece of me that I hold most dear[/font]Like I don’t even belong anymore[/font]It angers me to know[/font]That there is nothing I can do about it[/font]I’m tired of sitting here wallowing in self pity[/font]Fighting until there is nothing left in me[/font]I’m so weak that I have become vulnerable[/font]Which makes me very easy to defeat[/font]But it’s no secret everybody knows[/font]That I’m just a useless, skinny little prick[/font]Who is always alone and keeps to himself a lot[/font]And it drives me crazy[/font]I feel like I have nothing to live for and[/font]No I am not just saying this for attention[/font]That’s just how I feel okay[/font]I mean I’m happy to be here and all[/font]It’s just that certain people on certain days[/font]Decide to fuck with me until I’m at this point[/font]Of which I feel like I don’t even belong[/font]Like I don’t even fit in my skin anymore[/font]Like people are blind to my presence[/font]Whatever it is I blame it on Satan[/font]I hope God does a backwards flip kick[/font]Directly into Satan’s nuts[/font]I hate that fucking bastard and I hope[/font]That he chokes on his fucking pitch fork and dies[/font]And if he lives I hope that when he goes to take a shit[/font]That he bleeds out of his asshole[/font]And I hope that the doctors never find a cure[/font]Satan can kiss my fucking big, hairy black nutsack[/font]
Published 11th Mar 2010
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