how.

how am i supposed to do anything.
you are all so mean.
you are all assholes.

i thought YOU could at least be the nice supportive one but oh i was so wrong.
you are all assholes
you are all assholes
you are all assholes.

why should i tell you anything?
i don't tell you anything.
i'm scared to.
you all pick me apart piece by piece
behind my back.
why am i the hot topic.
it's just like the old days now.
and more than ever i just want to be on my own.


if i could never talk or see any one of you ever again in my life i probably would.