• So messed up. . .So lonely. . .Am i the only one?
    No one could possibly know this feeling that makes me wish i didn't exist. .
    Everyone is so happy, talking about useless things, it makes me SICK!
    This world is so contaminated. . It makes me feel so dirty. . .

    Everything inside my head is jumping out, swirling around.
    step on my dreams. . .My hopes. . .How obscene.
    This world is too big for me, yet to small for my imagination.
    People like cattle going to whatever society deems cool.
    Cattle! Sheep! Food for the Fodder All of you!

    Only called when needed. . .No freinds, only people who use you. .
    This world. . .People. . .Everyone. . .You're all So F%#@'d up!
    Betrayed. . . So angry. . .Are you angry?
    The voices in your head are telling you. . .Get revenge. . .Get what's yours!

    You all call me empty. . .but i feel that it is the other way around. . .
    You, the food for the afterlife are nothing but talking livestock.
    You. . .Who will never rise up. . .Who won't question what you're told. . .
    Are you really telling me I'm empty?
    Look at yourself. . .Look at you're "Freinds". . .look at Everything!

    It's so painful. . . .But i try to stand on my own two feet. . .
    Relying on others? Ha! You'll only tumble to your death!
    I won't back down. . .I may not be the most "Popular". . .
    But. . .Everything that you empty shell's mark as popular is GaRbAgE!
    Yes. . .i've said it. . .The simple fact. . .