This is for all the guys or girls with a napolean, silver spoon, narcissistic complex.
None of you true sweet-hearts.
They promise you the moon and stars,
and all you get is a lonely cold man in his own orbit,
and some dust,
and a silent voice that says "sweep it up",
Must be so lonely to be the leader of your marching band,
but you have all your friend to compare badges with,
but just remember, that makes you anything but,
a self made man,
Around with your billy stick because -might makes right,
and you'll try to intellectualize it too,
won't you?
prizing yourself as wordly, and not even being able to hop over a gender line,
But you sure as hell are proud saying you see through animal eyes,
"mmyyyesss, this is my disguise"
You praise yourself in hiding,
well fine, if you wish,
but don't think anyone will be happy,
eating your bullshit dish,
All despair! and zeros for you! I havn't turned out right! "yousay" And, I'm proud of it too!
well, don't push that on me then.
I have a fine defence,
YOU HAVE NO RHYME OR REASON,
so, all your bull-shit makes NO SENSE!!!
your right, I'll never understand,
would you even want that?
no because we'd be side by side,
and you're just too underserving of that.
He'll make you eat it, if he can, he'll shove his point right up you arse
and get pissed when when you puke all over him,
and he'll go wright about it.
It's alright dear,
you'll find some release,
If you shut the hell up,
stop thinking,
you may find some peace.
You can sit in your club,
you can point and stare,
but life is for enjoying,
I'm sorry but....
I don't think your going to find that anywhere....
You drink it down with sorrow all night,
you can purge it out with all of your might,
but if you try to to make me SEE,
Thou just might end up leaving thee.
I'm sorry, babe,
I'm so sorry, hun,
I'm not playing your games,
I think it may be to your benifit,
to play it alone.
give them sappy words
but yours are syrup too
you laugh when one gets either
say" oh do you?"
I would've given you it all dear,
I really wanted to,
And so would the others I'm sure,
but you don't care for too much for other people,
do you?
so you can sit by your-self.
na na na na or lalalalala or whatever the hell it is,
I'm graduating to something better.
I'm sorry if that's way poo poo.
Hope
don't let it go away,
search for true love,
pray for it everyday,
because what you send out,
is sure to return,
sow and you will reep,
you know it if you learned.
everyone who plays games is surely to get burned,
keep your faith,
stay strong everyday,
tomorrow he/she may knock your door down,
to steal your heart away.
and you'll say, your gonna have to pay for that.
I'm really bored.
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