No one likes a liar.
So I probably should be burned at the stake.
Oh, but I do indeed hate everyone.
Because everyone is so fucking fake.
I mean have you seen their clothes?
They're stupid little tv shows?
We've all got our pretty lies
And our ugly truths.
Drafting everything, shifting the words
Until it's not even real- just like the news.
Everyone's so full of criticism,
So ready to complain
You can't believe in anything
Without enough hate to drive you insane
I'm such a hypocrite
I get mad I want to throw a fit
I'm not okay
And so is everyone else
Everyone wants to be famous
But I know I'll never be
I'll never mean something to you
I'll try to not let that mean something to me
We all want laugh
But am the only one who also wants to cry
To grieve
To suffer
To live
I've realized that'll never be okay.
But I'm learning to live and be alright with that
Bit by bit, day by day
