Holding Hands with Blame Anger and Denial
To expect that others act right,
just slaps me in the face,
these stupid people piss me off,
poof gone without a trace.
I set the bar so low for them,
they make me want chase,
their idiotic memory,
and that look up on their face.
Everytime that i relax,
that's when they poor it on,
so full of all that ignorance
why can't these freaks be gone.
Then I spot a hidden button,
who knew of such a switch,
my breaker box of feeling rotten,
these people always trip.
At least i found out
where to find it,
i'll blame it all on them,
as long as i get
to even steven,
just deny it in the end.
Blame them for my troubled times,
pretend that i don't get it,
what i get is i'm victim
the injustice don't forget it.
Poor me is always how it's been,
list of excuses more than long,
minimizing every single right,
and never ever wrong.