Who am I?

Sometimes I wonder why I write

Maybe because I can’t do anything right

I’m an asshole with will to change

But something stops me: I’m the same.

I like who I am, other people don’t

I like playing stupid, other people won’t

I hate my pain for what they feel,

Can’t sleep at night cause I ain’t real.

If I change myself to please them,

I won’t be able to look at the mirror.

If I just stay the way I am

I’ll live alone and bitter…

Don’t want to vanish to escape

Cause to feel, to exist,

It’s better than nothing at all…

Heaven

Waking up, staring at the sky

I see the clouds and imagine no feelings

A neutral world, where people are high

The perfect set if you wish not to cry.

I’m fed up with people who fight

Always and always, just to show greatness

I fight for my friends, happiness and myself

So I’ll fly to where I’m high

Cause no feelings, means no fight.

Save the world

Chasing my happiness,

Fighting my despair,

Facing loneliness,

Whatever is fair…

Even if I could,

I won’t fight people.

Even if I should

Protect my future…

Won’t throw a punch,

Won’t throw a word…

Following a hunch,

Which can save the world.

History class

Why do I wake up?

Maybe because I’m tired of sleeping...

Why do I get dressed?

Because I’m afraid to show my dick?!

Why do I study?

Hopeless tries to earn money without working,

In the future.

Why do I go out at night?

To forget the day I had.

Why do I put up with stupid teachers?

Because I lack the guts to face them.

Why do I care for everybody?

Because I’m naive.

Why do I suffer this much?

Because I’m a compulsive sinner.

Why am I writing this?

Cause I can ear my teacher no longer.