Yelling and screaming fixes nothing
Absolutely nothing
I used to be so proud of you
I used to think how cool you were
And how lucky I was to have you
But now I see that there really is better
A lot more than you out there
You’re not the end all to everything
You think because you’re older you know more
Think about it, you know jack shit
I’m not an elitist simply because I AM smarter
You think that I’m so blind to the world’s ways,
I’m not blind I just don’t state everything I see
I don’t have to open my mouth when something happens
What good is opening it anyway
Where does it get you?
Nowhere, that’s where
You seem to be blind to all of society’s problems
Outside those of your own
And you know I shouldn’t care
Because some day I’ll get to leave
Someday I’ll be able to show you
Who I can be and who I am
I can’t wait you’ll be so floored you may not survive
Or for that matter you might not understand
All the more reason to not tell you
Maybe you don’t deserve it
Maybe you shouldn’t be told
The only reason I would tell you was if I loved you
And if I cared for you enough that I wanted you to see
But you know what I don’t believe in love
You don’t believe in unconditional love either remember…
If she was walking down the street would you talk to her?…
Just because we have similar DNA that doesn’t make us best friends…
You said it, admit it
So just because my DNA resembles yours I’m not you daughter
I can deal with that
And some days I’d be happy it was that way
And I can’t even think of a day that I wouldn’t be happy
You’d always think I was great and still be a ‘friend’
At least from your point of view
I’m human and everything I do is for me only,
I do nice things for others simply so I can feel better about myself
It’s all about me
I can use you and exploit you and still feel good at the end of each day
I’m versatile not mushy like those damn psychiatrists say we all are
I don’t need breakdowns
I don’t need to cry my eyes out on a pillow
I can be happy not seeing the first snow of winter
I can be happy not watching a rose
I don’t need that simple crap
I can make myself happy
I am me and I need me but nothing else
I can do anything
Yet you, you need help in all that you do
You’re not exceptional in anything really
Besides being a pain in the ass
And you know what to me feelings are overrated
I don’t care if I hurt you in fact
If you act hurt, because it’s only acting never real,
I only see your weakest side
Emotions will be your downfall
Too sappy, too connected,
Draw yourself back and you’ll never get hurt
You can always pretend to be happy and still never be
Like emotions, then, happiness is overrated too
What is happy?
Who was it that said you can’t be happy until that very last moment before death
When you look back and say I did what I wanted to
I did what I could
So I am happy
So children are never happy just ignorant,
Adults are never happy, just ignorant
And the people that live in that moment before they die,
How do they know they’re going to die?
How do they know that this is where I think my last thoughts
They can’t know so they will never be happy either
So in all reality from raving lunatic to depressed
Everything is overrated