Let's pretend that I had friends would I be so different, would I have all this anger and would have I picked up this pen, would have I wrote all these words to curse everyone that hurt me, until the very end...let's pretend...
Let's not pretend to what's already happening, they say I'm Extraterrestrial like an Alien,You'd swear I was a court case cause they keep judging my name, the only defense I have is this pen and this page
Being pushed over the edge, by the people you love, the people you trust, then finding out that their truly corrupt   you've had enough, enough of being a puppet to these corporate muppets,
They make me sick to my stomach, now I'm spitting out words that I can't stomach
**** it
The next time the world gives me hell I'll take a gun put it to my temple and **** it...