I look at the world, seeing all the bad within,
all the pain from ending, avoided by not letting it begin,
all mental just stencils, copying past failures,
keep all your problems in the closet like some gay sirs,
everyone hates someone, seems we all live to pretend,
shocked when your funeral no one will attend,
pushed away all friends, died a lonely life,
married to the Jane, numbing all the strife,
last time you were happy, is a long forgotten memory,
pushed to the back like your first elementary enemy,
always remembered and it's hard to fully move,
when you feel stationary, somebody stole your groove,
lifes a bitch that left me for some other,
evil intentions and anger stem from a brother,
keep it undercover, fuck telling all your "friends",
destroyed the receiver, i don't see the signs you send.