Mr. Misery

Yo Mr. Misery,

Don't you see me screaming shouting while I'm on my knees

I need some fucking relief

from the confusion in my life

the persuasion fucking my mind.

I'm stuck in this spot of wanting to hate

everyone and everything for creating my fate

I'm discriminated I all I see is hate.

But then there's that little ole' saint

trying to drag my out of this quaint state of mind.

I see all my opprotunities in one line,

but there something holding me back.

And I keep tryinging to attack and fight back

cuz I don't want to be here no more.

I don't want to become some crack-whore

snorting down whatever she can find

cuz she dropped out and just lost her state of mind.

I can't lose this confusion and this crazy place.

Making me question what I'm doing with my life.

So Mr. Misery,

get the fuck out of my life. 

I don't want to do this no more so I'm done

letting you hold me captive to this state of mind.

That I'm somne criminal

juvinile deliquent that has no time

for anything productive in her life.

This shit ain't mine,

I'm better than this so walk the fuck out of my life.

I'm done with you Mr. Misery.

Get the fuck out of my life.