im a second rate ****
down on my luck
teenaged angst hits
with the force of a truck
and i realize
im so ******* contrived
im no good with a pen
theres no light in my eyes
i couldnt care less
how i look, how i dress
but your critical manner
makes you seem so obsessed
just shut the **** up
im down on my luck
and i'll knock you down
with the force of a truck