Expressions of a poor man

Some people

Some people bother me.

I like to think that's clear to see,

But you especially.

You say you like metal, that you want to quit,

But you never look like you truly enjoy it.

You say You have nobody.

You have no clue what it feels like.

Because you have more than I ever did,

But you're still upset, you still strike.

For what? What is your purpose?

Why do you hate?

Who do you hate?

Why are you like this,

Why so irate?

Do you hate me?

Is it something I did?

I don't understand,

So please, fill me in,

Before you make your final stand,

Before you call it quits.

Some people bother me,

You especially.

If you really like doing what you do, keep doing it. Don't look depressed every time you listen to music.

-Prosciutto.