I was mad at the world
I was mad at myself
Worst of all I was mad at you.
I think about all those who seemed to be my friend
but as it was in the end
didn't care about me
I don't know why I didn't see
I've seen it all before
I cant take it anymore
The rage is beginning to take over me
so much rage I cant see
I'm mad at the world because its there
and no one would help when nothing was fair
I'm mad at myself as well
I saw what was going on
But I didn't want to see
What was happening to me
Most of all I was mad at you
Maybe this isn't what you wanted to do
Maybe you couldn't see
I just wanted to say maybe
For the truth is clear
Which is my worst fear
It was happening again.
