I always waste my time just wondering

What the next man thinks of me

I’ll never do exactly what i want

And i’ll sculpt my life for your acceptance

I feel forgotten

Feel like rotting

(do you feel the same)

Adolescence

Just can’t make sense

(it’s calling my name)

I take a look around

And all the things i’ve found

I call it blind hatred

If you’d stop a while

And maybe if you’d smile

You would realize that we’re all the same

It’s just like our brain, when it goed insane

We feel the same pain.

All my life i’ve seem to have this need

I think at times it even turns greed

We all want to join some family

We’ll even sacrifice a moral changing