Sitting down pen and paper in my hands
wanting an audience sitting out in the stands
read my poems read my stories read my life
they come and go
you never know
come for minute
tell you they love it but really its just pity
you\'re feeling itty bittty
Real small
but no one gives a shit
they say hey and then they dip
if you call them out
you\'re a trip
It\'s pretty fitting that I\'m writing this
pretty fitting that you\'re reading it
because Today is my birthday. wanna celebrate?
Shit another lie?
damn I tried to be honest
ok ok
The truth is I\'m impulsive, dishonest
I mean that\'s a given I\'m not flawless
I\'ve plenty of problems
but still, I\'m hearing you...
Tell me that I\'m great
Tell me that you love my shit
and I give you a smile
am I believing this?
Sick of all the bull shit
but man I\'m still believing it
I know that no one knows me
but it\'s my life and I\'m living it
my lie and I\'m feeling it.
Ok, goodbye guys I\'m done with this