You blame your chemical imbalences for how you treat your friends
although you claim your actions are simply justified means to an end
youre anti-pop culture trends, youre a mirror of the mainstream river
youve got no soul your own, you merely suck the life out of others, your lips are a quiver
and for a girl like yourself, lacking self-esteem, yes, you are certainly vain
a flash, you snap another picture, a thousand copies all the same
you beg for death, a grim fandango, your wrists are scarred, eyes marred with pain
although i wonder if its not only attention you hope to gain
fuck you.
with love (and hate),
<3
