You say I am strong, but I am weak.
My words mean nothing; they are simply bleak.
You say I’m mature, but I’m a corrupt juvenile.
Labeled a delinquent, couldn’t begin to reconcile.
I’m waiting for a day when you’ll come back to me.
How fuckin pathetic can I possibly be?
My screams and shouts locked away by silence,
I can’t count the tears I’ve shed from my violence.
They’re locked shut, so open your fucking eyes,
Why give pity to the fucker who’s feeding you lies?
You say I am smart, but I simply am not,
You’re just tied in to some devious plot.
Open your mind, just once, and you’ll see:
No good has ever come from me.
A few soft whispers to whisk away the fear,
I was the helping hand that wiped away your tears.
A few soft words against the brutal world’s hate,
Opened you up to a clear-shot fate.
My contradictions created a dangerous fallacy.
I’m asking you to open your eyes to reality.
You never knew the worst, so you called me "friend,"
You said it was the beginning, but this is the end.