Why 2

Why do they agitate?
Do they really need to instigate?
I hate these people,
I hate this place,
I hate this world,
I hate this life

Why am I trapped in this puny little world?
Why can’t I go somewhere I belong?
With the freaks, the outcasts, and the misfits?
Why do they treat me like this?
I want to be normal
But I know I will never be

It seems like I have never-ending problems and issues
I don’t’ know how to get rid of them
They say, “We can help you”
But no one can help me
With my problems and issues

The one thing I want to get rid of the most
Will always be the pain
It never goes away
No matter how hard I try
No matter how much therapy I go through
No matter how much self examination
It will never go away

Why do I feel the pain?
Why do I feel the hate?
Why did I do what I did?
I just want to go back,
Back where I belong

Why do they want me to talk about my feelings?
Why won’t they just let me hold it in?
That is what I do the best.

Why don’t they just let me go,
Go back into this little world of mine?
I want to escape this ghastly world,
I want to leave and go in to my own little
Where no one bothers me,
Where I have everything I need.
But the way things look,
I will never end up getting to my world