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