You think I'm dark and twisted,

you say I need to be lifted.

When will you see

that I will never change my philosophy?

Everyone's memory soon gets swept away like dust.

No matter how polished you seem inside will always be rust.

Our world is changing for the worst

as mother nature takes her course.

I dare you to peer into my mind

and see what light you can find.

I will push you away like the rest.

Eventually to me you will become a pest.

You say you know what's going on,

you tell me to stay strong.

In truth no matter what happens inside I won't belong.

I have found happiness in acrimonious

because everyone is erroneous.

You say I'm ignorant,

you say I can't be different.

soon you will see that you reap what you sow.

No longer will you act like such a pharoah.

Duskinoirgull22 (talk) 16:58, March 27, 2013 (UTC)