Some might say that I’m compulsive
Other would tell you that I’m a bit revulsive
I like to play seek and hyde
With myself I always feel outside
Unfortunally I seem to be likable
No one wants a guy who’s miserable, right
Everyday I cry myself to sleep
With fears of being a freak
The depression waits for me at home
Suicide is my only hope
I’m the intruder in my own life

Queit, all I hear from you is lies!
You never do anything good
You can’t even stand up for your own manhood
A disgrace of the mankind
How can we two be stuck in the same mind?!
As your new superior I convict you as a fraud
I take away your previliges together with your stupid facade
Who is now being dismayed?
I wish that stupid side of me could just disappear in a shade
I’m here painting up a forcible eternity
To make life living hell for your own community

Juni 2016