On My Own

Slipping off to sleep, off into dream land Nonfiction or fictional life that I am living Can’t distinguish the differences on hand No one can find me to where I had driven All by myself, no one else is around Just me, dreams, realities, and downfalls With life full of rage just been kicked in the balls This is my life; one tried but never found Clouds and emptiness surrounds me now Floating though space to the end Stories of the future just around the bend Ends of my existence just got me down Life has thrown me a pickle Given up on life and shut the door Watch as the blood, I did let trickle Down my face onto the floor All my life been misunderstood Been rejected by the culture Surrounded by hate like a vulture But don’t you worry all has been good Just wait and see as my time draws near Fuck you all for all I might care Pointed and laughed at with many sneers Still I stand tall as I may dare Let us see who gets the last laugh Hatred is in the air, let it linger Turn on the world and give it the shaft Look at the world and give it one last finger.