I might as well not speak,
For my words are heard by none.
Yet I will always listen,
For silence seems to stun.

Babbling like a fool,
Proving myself a tool,
I see judgment in those eyes,
I know I am despised.

My mouth closes then,
This is not my friend.
They think I am dumb,
I feel oh so numb.

Mouth, know your place,
It is inferior, like your face.
Please, get in line,
That disdain is a sign.

Speaking is not meant for me,
I am a total freak.
They know it on sight,
My chest is so tight.

Put me out of my suffering,
Their judgment is puncturing.
Their eyes are deadly blades,
I wish that I could fade.

It's not that I like being alone
wait scratch that... let me try again
It's not that I like being on my own
crap! Okay one more time, harder, like MC Ren.

I don't like people, it's as simple as that
I do have friends of them I don't lack
I guess it's a symptom of being played and hurt
I walked into the world naive, now I'm an expert

at getting stabbed in the back and getting pushed around
I grew stronger tougher but also more cold
I guess I may have been young but mentally old

So if you ask why I'm so quiet, don't think I never explained
I've fallen in with a great crowd, so maybe this way I won't remain

Pardon me, but is something amusing you?
Must you mock everything I say and do?
Do you treat everyone you pass this badly?
Didn't anyone teach you how to behave properly?

One night, I could've sworn I heard you crying.
And yet you were still effing and blinding.
When in God's name will you mend your ways?
You're driving yourself to an early grave!