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I'm sick of everything im sick of people looking @ me in the streets saying things before they know me thing of crap so was im a freak to u but to me u are crap a sheep a person without a life. I'm sick of being alive wat is there for me nothin i look for something and nothin has been found i feel like i have someone looking at me from the inside. is there anything thats right for anyone in sick in sick of the s**t i have to hear every day im hating looking at people and seeing there pain. i want to stay young i want to have fun i dont want to work i want money i want love i want friends and i want all cunts dead. u see me i dont want u to see me. i ******** hate and love everything to much i want to kill this i want to not care anymore. I want to be good at something but i try my best and more and i dont get there. Music is my love. I'm a creep to u and myself and i love to die with my hands around ur neck and a pool of blood of ever man, woman and child to stop the human sickness to continue on coz all i see is pain with love that is just pain no life here come to me when u find it....................................