I hate sad people, it’s an inconvenience
The way they loom their heads like they have no existence
Get over yourself, you’re not fucking special
Everyone deals with problems, & you’re no different.
How do you carry yourself with so much grief
You act like you’ve had the hardest week
It’s not like your dog died, or that you were a victim of a crime
Don’t expect sympathy from people who won’t give you the time.
Why sit & groan, you’ve got a brain, use it!
Come up with solutions & be proactive you goddam loser
That’s why your cover is blow, you’re weakness has shown
No handouts in life, just leave me alone.