• I sit here in the darkness staring at the ceiling.
    Wondering what its like to be hated,
    with this pencil and paper I'll make you sedated-

    To live with people who hate you, is like going through hell too
    Waiting, Watching other people die, wishing hoping, I could be that guy

    Then I pull out a blade, put it on my wrist, I get ready for the cut, But then THEY all walk in and call me a NUT!

    Living like this I'd rather be dead, so much Hatred that it hurts my head
    Theres a moment of happiness a moment of glee, but everything else is severe Misery

    Now back in the Darkness I see with my heart, "Trust no one, but yourself" and get ready to part

    This happiness is speial it keeps me alive, But soon I will learn the severing of ties--
    Soon I'll learn that none of it ever lasts, and that one day we will all colapse

    It is the Quest for Happiness, that brings us Misery