I won’t say much
I won’t talk about this phase of my life
I won’t describe how I got here
Kill me for this, but I aint telling you shit!
Everyone’s got a story, everyone has a past
For everyone there were easy times and hard times,
Or jolly times and lonely times.
Everyone once had a choice, everyone once made a choice
Now where we find ourselves today is the resultant sum of those choices we made
Sometimes we took our time, measured the situation,
Weighed its ends, considered the gains and laid out its pains
We all had our times to cry
We all had our times of joy
Don’t laugh, it’s not funny;
It’s not funny that I suddenly find my world tearing apart
It’s not funny that I’m loosing friends
It’s not funny that I fell
It’s not funny that I made mistakes
You have your successes and failures too
Why’re you acting like you’ve been great all through
Stop being the reason why others cry
Start being the purpose for joy and life
I’m not asking you to be good to all
I’m advising you to be nice to some
I have this problem with myself
I try to be cool to satisfy all
Impossible I realized, but it’s late to turn
I’m gonna just be myself from now hence forth
I’ll be the same old usual me
You don’t like me?
Well then go fuck yourself!