Maybe I'm meant to be miserable,
So people treat me like ****,
Do I deserve it?
Am I cruel to you like you're cruel to me,
Do I get off on it?
That's the question,
Masochism for the win,
I ask for it.
Something about my ******* face,
Disturbing and queer,
Heck I'm not even ugly,
You're the ugly ones,
Plastic faceless *******,
Hit the new trend
Hit the new music
Hit the new style
I'll hit your face

                                                                            Ignorance
                                        Depression

I get help, yeah I do.
Did.
Whatever.
They told me im obsessed with you
Im low risk
Im low risk to your ******* way of life
You want to underpay me
I'll undercut you
You want to hack my facebook
I'll hack you to shreds with words
*****, *****, ****, wankers, ******* all, every one of you.
Sticks and stones will break my bones
I hope my words sear into your soul


I get caught up bent and frustrated
How can I forgive the intent
The action is done is gone it's past
Its the intent that burns, lingers, smoke in my flaming ******* face
There is no other consequence to your actions but to physically and Emotionally scar me for life.
You're changing me
But I'll just get stronger


You'll always be weak.