2005-12-26 -- 10:26 a.m. I don’t say things people want to hear, I don’t give them what they want to see, I don’t do anything they want, And I don’t work will under pressure. Faith is lost on the dropping of a dime, Because of this I’m tired and no longer care, I just want to leave, Be forgotten, Be lost. They also want me gone, Because I didn’t wipe well enough, I took the turn to fast, I slept to long. I have to suffer to the point of bleeding tears, Destroy myself to the brink of insanity. I have to learn now, Be rich now, Do everything they want at the blink of an eye. I set my pace, I set my life, With out the wonders, With out the proof needed by others, You’re not going to get it, Not going to get it, Going to get it. One day, I swear I’ll just disappear. I leave this place with out experience. I’m so tired now, So tired. Even so, everything has to be they’re way. Has to be there way. Has to be there way, There way. There way. There way. There way. There way. There way. There way. There way. There way. There way. There way. And I never seem to care about there way.