The Void

they say follow your heart,
but i dont believe that bullshit.
my insides tear apart,
when i hear the trash you spit.

why am i so mad?
you could never understand.
so please dont be sad,
because my insanity was always planned.

it feels good to be alive,
and knowing the whole world hates you. 
you'll know when i arrive,
with your house burning in the view.

so now you give a fuck?
when you realize no one's there.
looks like your out of luck,
now you see that no one cares.

hate me all you want,
it fuels my inner rage.
when you sleep, your dreams I'll haunt,
while i release my inner Cage.

i love to see your pain,
and your perfect world destroyed.
join the club of the insane,
while trying to fill the void.

i wrote this shit out of anger. calm down guys, im not suicidal. im just a LITTLE crazy. no seriously, i've been listening to my favorite rapper (Cage) alot recently. i think everyone needs a little hate rap in their lives. something that just makes you feel like total shit so can appreciate the small things you have. i know that sounds weird to some of you, but its true. whenever you feel stressed out and frustrated, turn on some suicidal beats. dont go killing yourself though, that's your own problem. i suggest you seek psychiatric attention if you cant keep a grip on reality.

i also recently made a revelation about myself. ive changed. im no longer the nice kid thats willing to help. that part of me is dead, long gone. as much as dont want to admit, ive become what ive always hated. the transition is done. i hate eveyone. and i hate myself for being this way. hate hate hate hate. hate in my life. hate in the dark. hate for breakfast, lunch and dinner. i welcome every insult directed towards me with open arms. ive been put down so many times it feels good now, because when you hate me, you think of me.

throughout my whole life i was the quiet kid in the background. now, i always have some shit to say. im so fucking rude about it too. i never have anything nice to nice to say. im so negative about everything. im blunt and straight to the point. never considering other peoples feelings. fuck that. why should i care?  nobody gave a shit about me when i needed them the most. fuck you and fuck the world. im writing as if i were talking to somebody. i really am crazy.

to cap it all off, im no longer the same. the seriousness in my face always been a trademark of mine, and i like it. i like looking pissed, it intimidates and scares people. i dont want anybody talking to me. dont poison me with your hipocrisy and fake sympathy. im not stupid. i dont need anything from anyone.

My dream is to make yours never come true.