The fake smile that I’ve adopted Has lately entered a bit of a rebellious phase Like a stye it oozes Stinging my heart before it registers in my brain
I am no one but myself, but this isn’t me My mouth spouting off as if it’s possessed
“I hate hate hate hate“ If only my self-esteem was so pitiful I could just spit it out Useless and flimsy like paper-mâché Confusion
The residual image of my dreams and my regret Continue to pile up to no use Even though I should have absolutely nothing Worth fighting for with my life
The most gutless, helpless part of me Has a fit in a voice that only I can hear
Cry Cry Cry Cry… If only my expectations were so pitiful I could just laugh it off How comical I can’t take this any longer – this stagnation Cry Cry Cry Cry…
The constant ringing in my ears becomes the railroad crossing bell I hate being hurt and being treated kindly so much I could vomit
“I hate hate hate hate“ Cry Cry Cry Cry… My jaundiced spirit sucks away my self-control Exposing my cynicism, my obedient curse Conclusion If only my self-esteem was so pitiful I could just spit it out Useless and flimsy like paper-mâché Confusion