sometimes i think im crazy, but then i realise there's no craziness.
there's just inferiority using buffoonery as a pretense.
it hurts to subvert, hurts to conform, hurts to not think; yet,
hurts even more to think too much.
when friends turn to foes you deal with it and don't show
when friends fade away slowly
you turn and lay low.
it's that simple, really.
find a centerpiece,
and don't lose sight.
there's just inferiority using buffoonery as a pretense.
it hurts to subvert, hurts to conform, hurts to not think; yet,
hurts even more to think too much.
when friends turn to foes you deal with it and don't show
when friends fade away slowly
you turn and lay low.
it's that simple, really.
find a centerpiece,
and don't lose sight.
(i don't like you)
