"Mad"
It’s an outrage to omit
Everyone goes through it
It seems that I, only I
Know what it feels like
The mystical avenue of where I “belong”
I’m not going there because I can’t be strong
And deal with the stuff life throws at me
It’s not like I’m some psycho who’s growing
Into some lunatic who solemnly swears
To not be afraid of the minds out there
And can’t handle that people are better than
The person I’ve become to be – it’s who I am
Can’t you understand I have insecurities?
I know with all of its absurdity
That it’s hard to grasp a concept
Out of my head – I have depth
To all of my thoughts, I have to teach
Myself how to grasp them, too and leech
Onto the fact that some things inside my
Head make sense and that’s when I wonder why
Everyone has to be so perfect all the time
Who gives a crap? You make mistakes – it’s no crime
And this is what makes me mad
This is what makes me feel bad
I think too much of opinions
When they’re gone in the second I read them
Sometimes I just back away
To leave it up to the others to say
What they feel and what they think
I agree quite habitually and that stinks
‘Cause I wanna shout out my own
Ideas and consideration through the microphone
Like “Why does everything have to be so violent?”
Answer that without hypocrisy – “You triflin’!”
Yea, like no one has ever told me that before
Well, you better think again – you’re such a bore
You simply make me want to hang myself
I say that in a joking sense – don’t take it so literal
And personally, I’m not a dumba** like yourself
If only you could see how dumb you look around everyone else
Trying to show off, trying to be the ‘real’ you
When we all know that you’ve got serious issues
You’re not this ‘you’ that you think you are
Driving down the highway, going 90 in your car
Trying to look cool and show that you can be dangerous
What are you, Avril? Dissin’ celebs to make you famous
It’s not how it works, you have to earn your fame
So learn from that, before you blame
Something you did on everyone else
You never think of them before you do yourself
It’s plain and simple to see that you
Are very caught up in your own crew
Consisting of ‘me, myself, and I’
You’re so sad, you make ME want to cry
Forget the part about self-loathing
For that only works when you’re not boasting
About how you got new shoes and clothing
Reeking from the gross smell of roasting
You’re so rich and so comparably insane
My thoughts inside, I try to sustain
Leave the rest of the word to feel the blame
Crazier than you think I am, I can prove it
The tactic’s so plain, you’ll want to use it
And flaunt it about saying it was your idea all along
But in my heart and the others know, too, that you are wrong
Wake up to the smell of cigarettes in the morning
Riding to school in the Camry, with no warning
He just lights up a ‘jack’ and places it between his lips
Sparks it up, while thinking and swearing he’s the ish
He’s the biggest loser you’ll ever meet
There is no one in the contest that could beat
The unacceptable behavior of my older brother
He’s just another loser caught in the other
Life of simplistic knowledge of how to pack a bowl
Smoke it, and pass it around, soon – he’ll fold
