I thought for sure;
I had it planned out.
I was going away,
I was fading out.
The light was gone,
from my eyes,
from my soul.
Hope had carried on,
to someone who was willing to hold it close.
"I got a Job!"
I thought that was great.
Wasn't it good enough for you?
"You work where? What a shame.
But I guess it suits you."
So what if it's the Dump?
Its a job someone's gotta do.
besides,
someone has to clean up after snobs like you.
So I do.
But I admit,
you had me going.
You got me down this time.
Which is funny because I thought,
family was supposed to help you through the grime.
But no,
you put me here.
because time and time again,
you kept telling me I was worthless,
and that I'd never fit in.
But you lied.
My friends there are like a family,
they all stand up for me.
They treat me how I should be:
like a ******* human being.
You almost made me **** myself.
That should make you ******* sick.
But I think that the anger
gives me an extra kick.
It makes me realize,
that not everyone is like you.
There's still some decent people,
and before I wouldn't have thought it true.
But there, I met two people,
who've truly shown me the way,
that the way to live my life,
is to **** what people say.
I'm happy being me,
and I'm happy I met you,
because now I'll live forever,
just so I can ******* smite you.
And I'll be happy.
May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 4:44 PM UTC
I thought for sure;
I had it planned out.
I was going away,
I was fading out.
The light was gone,
from my eyes,
from my soul.
Hope had carried on,
to someone who was willing to hold it close.
"I got a Job!"
I thought that was great.
Wasn't it good enough for you?
"You work where? What a shame.
But I guess it suits you."
So what if it's the Dump?
Its a job someone's gotta do.
besides,
someone has to clean up after snobs like you.
So I do.
But I admit,
you had me going.
You got me down this time.
Which is funny because I thought,
family was supposed to help you through the grime.
But no,
you put me here.
because time and time again,
you kept telling me I was worthless,
and that I'd never fit in.
But you lied.
My friends there are like a family,
they all stand up for me.
They treat me how I should be:
like a ******* human being.
You almost made me **** myself.
That should make you ******* sick.
But I think that the anger
gives me an extra kick.
It makes me realize,
that not everyone is like you.
There's still some decent people,
and before I wouldn't have thought it true.
But there, I met two people,
who've truly shown me the way,
that the way to live my life,
is to **** what people say.
I'm happy being me,
and I'm happy I met you,
because now I'll live forever,
just so I can ******* smite you.
And I'll be happy.
Kinda rough, but I like the sound of it.
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