Rainy

Rainy
By MacabreLAM

I'm so sick,
My heart could turn to stone.
There is no one left who is real.
Give me one good reason,
Without your normal bullshit,
Why you are not fake.
Just like the rest of them.

Fairy tale endings,
They don't happen to you,
Because you stereotype.
You look for the best.
So spoiled,
So out of the dirt,
Makes me so sick.

The definition of friend,
It no longer exists.
It's you, you and you.
You're all my friends.
I'm the big boy at school.
That's what I said.
You ain't shit.
They won't sacrifice for you.

Just someone to talk to,
Someone to use if you are bored,
That's not friendship, folks.
That's called tools.

You don't love me,
You don't even know me,
You stupid sluts of women,
Men gone to the side of savage drug idols.

Where are all the Gods?
Hephaistions grave ain't gonna save you now.
You're all dead before you lived.
Because "love" is just a word.

Someone to date for a few weeks,
Someone to hug.
Someone to kiss and spend their money,
Someone to fuck.

It ain't partner ship,
It's just a crush.
There's no love in the world,
Not for all of you.

You're too spoiled, don't you see?
You're such a fuck up.
Get your straight As,
Get your bad grades.

You are no more than a clone.
With a few different lines,
Different parents,
And a new style name.

You don't love me,
You don't even know me,
You stupid sluts of women,
Men gone to the side of savage drug idols.

Where are all the Gods?
Hephaistions grave ain't gonna save you now.
You're all dead before you lived.
Because "love" is just a word.

You're all blind.
You say, "I'm ready to believe,"
You trust,
You breath,

But when Jesus comes back,
If he has not already,
Who is going to call him insane,
Other than the churches for his claims?

I want a real miracle.
I want the 80s and 90s,
I want the real deal.
I'm so sick,
Of you all.

The sun was shining,
There were wars,
But it wasn't like this,
And this is what I hate.

That is what I miss.
Sun is hiding,
Only a few real stars shining.
It's so rainy.