"Congratulations on the award, I'm amazed you got this far.

Never thought I'd see the day where you became a star."

Oh really, you never did. What kind of friend are you.

You had no faith in me, yeah, we are kind of through.



So save your congrats, save it for someone who cares.

When I struggled, you just gave your sickening glares.

Your two-faced friendship was chalk full of lies.

So this will be the day that whatever we had truly dies.



Your hidden agenda was great, had me completely fooled.

I must have been the slave, for you completely ruled.

My life was dictated, trying to be in your mold.

But now that I made it, you begin to fold.



This now shows your true colors, gray and black.

I'm leaving your games now, no turning back.

So I'll reminisce for you, just to give you a thrill.

Soak it all in, try and get your fill.

An artist,

Bleeding his heart into the canvas

Carefully planning his masterpiece

Dutifully paying attention to every detail.



Emotionally drained,

Forced to finish his work

Grueling over an uninviting crowd

Helpless to the impending backlash



Inspired, the artist continues

Just to prove his critics wrong

Knowing that his work will be amazing

Loving himself even more



Meticulously painting his beautiful image

Never letting stamina get to him

Opening his mind to a grand illusion

Presented to him by an transcendent figure



Questioning if what he saw was true

Reveling in the moment of it all

Slowly, the artist comes to a finish

Trapping the moment inside of his easel



Unveiling to the crowd was his final test

Vociferously, he explained his masterpiece

When all of a sudden, the artist begins to run

Xenophobia had stricken him



You now know why most artists are obscure.

Zealous fans always ruin everything.

Hey young man, wanna join a frat?

Cool wife beater and a backwards hat?

Come with us, be one of the "bros"

And help us pull some cute little hos.





All you gotta do is follow our rules

Play along and we'll provide the tools.

To be one of the coolest kids here.

Just take a shot and slam a beer.





******* come your way as soon as you join.

All over you like you got loads of coin.

Scoring ******* left and right.

Getting ***** every night.





Frat boy Brad must have forgot since he was drunk.

With this kind of attitude, you'll surely flunk.

But if you don't care about your future, stand up and say:

"I compromised my morals, but it's O.K.!"

Constant struggle seeking validation.

Crumbling under constant intimidation.

Fearing the worse is always there.

Losing it all without a care.

Abandonment of hope and losing trust.

The knife you're holding enters me with a ******.

Taking my life, my spirit, and all that's released.

Devouring my willpower like you're ready to feast.

If I am the one you care about.

Then why must you leave me with so much doubt.

For I am confused and wondering why.

That you avoid the truth, you choose to only lie.

You're words hurt more then any attack.

You're actions towards me are like a knife to the back.

So face me when you decide I must be hurt.

That way I can see that I'm worth less then dirt