Who is a lier?

Who tells the truth?

Who is a faker?

Is anyone real?


Is the whole world

against me?

Or am I insane?

Am I insane?


Will I die tomorrow?

Does anyone love me?

How can I tell

If it's all an act?


Will I go poor?

Will my friends betray me?

And what of my parents

Do they really love me?


Am I ugly?

Will I ever be loved?

Will I die an old maid?

Or happily in love?


Will I even live

To see me age twenty?

Or will I just shatter

And give up all hope?


You see?

This is why

I'm so fucking



I over thing

far to much

And I lose

My happiness.