I Hate People

Every time I think I am getting closer

 

I am pushed further away, I am a loser

 

Think that I will make it this time

 

But they keep moving the finish line

 

I follow tracks that lead nowhere

 

Never find happiness it is not there

 

Tired of other people controlling my life

 

Their tongues are like a switchblade knife

 

A smile on my face it is foreign

 

A frown on my mind is much less boring

 

Dragged through mud left for dead

 

Be better off just offed in bed

 

People they just turn me off often

 

Be glad when I am all alone in my coffin

 

That is the only piece of peace I will find

 

When I leave all people behind