Love me. Cherish me. Hate me all you want. Lock me into your box full of needles. I need more time to breathe in what is left of me. I can't stand you with your legs open and you keep on talking like a never-ending record. You skip on and on and won't stop. You can't stand the will to fight but you do have the power to talk shit but not do a thing. You don't stand up for what is right, but you do when the truth is wrong. Your life is here in front of you but you stand there staring at a pointless piece of shit that you've left. Standing by you is a challenge for everyone who sees you. I wish you had a clue of how much I hate you. You will never know how to be true to yourself. Follow the crowds and get lost and fall down to the ground. Follow everyone who sees you but just want to use you. They want to break you; they want to love to hate you. You can't make up your own mind so you do what others do. Don't share with anyone, hide away. Come out and play, everyone wants to see you run away. Trying to deface reality is a hurtful thing. You hide in a shell but once someone stares at you; you just want to jump in their game.
