Just picture me screaming,
Talented Nothing in the background, laughing,
Pointing fingers and listening quietly,
But never feels anything.


Sitting in the corner, crying,
Wishing life were more simple,
Isolation break through,
But where to start....
Where to start?


Hold me, I'm happy,
Grateful for this piece of shit, fake "humble" home,
Yeah, it's nada to me,
But as I said - Hold me, I'm happy.


Confused...... about everything,
Never listening to that little voice in the back of my mind, screaming,
Throwing things at certain brain cells, making it bleed,
So Hold me, I'm Happy.


Candy, where is it?
Dropping things on the floor just to get to it,
Why do women carry purses?
They are just little boxes full of masks to cover their personalities.