Hello me... Meet the real me, and my misfit way of life. Our dark black side of life is my most valued possession, You say things you don't mean and do things i don't want too, You smile and laugh with people i hate and say things like your cool with me and shit like that. If it's the thought that counts then i have killed them 1000 times in our mind. You laugh and smile when my soul has been cut to the bone and pretend it's not killing us both. Hello me... It's me again, you can subdue but never tame this side of us, it gives me a migraine headache putting up and dealing with the shit the you take. You just keep thinking things are your fault when we both know it's not, they think you are such a nice or sweet guy but then again you do hide me from them. But do they know know that if that bitch had got out of the way and that pussy had not ran out the door i would have shot the motherfucker or that guy that was talking shit, you know who i'm talking about, if you would have let me done something about it maybe you would feel better about how things went. Well, me... It's been nice talking to myself, call it a credit to pent up rage. Some day maybe both of us will know my pain and people will see the smile of MY black toothed grin. I do know that if this war inside our head doesn't take a day off we will both be dead. So try and let me out a little more or my icy fingers may claw our eyes out. Who knows, i just may get us something we both want. Something good has got to happen to us!
