It's nothing, yet it's everything all at once.
All life contained on this planet irritates me.
Here I am, locked away in a fortress of fear,
Scaring myself into submission,
Now you can get me to do as you desire.
What am I supposed to do?
Flee?
It bothers me, all people do.
It's mom, it's dad, it's John, it's Michelle,
And yet, it's neither of them.
Locked away am I in this fear fortress,
How do I escape?
I've got no Rapunzel's hair to help me get down.
I could only fall and hope it destroys me.
I could never be that lucky.
My sorrow's never cease,
Everyday there is another thing for me to cry about,
Another thing to hurt me.
I never get away from it all
Because it's right in my face.
What can I give?
What do I possess to make it all better?
All there ever is, is the same old cr@p about
How jesus and god will make it better,
All I have to do is pray,
But praying fails.
My subconscious has irritated me into a lifestyle of turmoil.
I'm always on the outside, peering in
Because on the inside there lacks self hatred, and I want
Just a small slice of that.
Wouldn't it be grand to wake up and like myself?
Fables. That's what it is.
I do a good job at many things, I always do a good job
But they never tell me that,
They never acknowledge my talents as talents,
Only mild irritations.
I know what comes next.
I'll say I'm a loser and
You will say that I am gods hero all of the time,
Well whoopdy sh!t!
God forgot about me,
He never hears my voice when I scream and cry and
Ask the question why.
I believe in him but his abilities are reserved for better people.
And I am not one of them better people,
I am a worsened soul.
You can't be saved anymore than I can,
And I am the one who will always suffer because
I am a storm
Whereas everyone else is a nice sunny day.