[JBKlyde]

I freeze for lack of love,
I look to the heavens above,
I fight to be understood,
Apparently there's no-one,
Worth understanding Me,
Apparently I'm on Top,
And your all under my feat,
My cold blue bare feet,
I'd wear shoes but,
Can't afford that either,
So smell the fungus,
Between my toes,
As I stomp your nose,
Into the ground,
The cold hard concrete pavement,
It's where your face belongs,
Was meant to be,
Tossed like shaft into the sea,
Better Learn how to swim,
Cause the hypo thermeia,
Is going to make you squarmia,
I'd apologize for the few lies I did tell,
But you don't deserve it,
Your just not worth it,
So I leave this place cold and hard,
Just like I found it,
I have a boat but why,
Would I want to put you on it,
You'd just be a mutiny at sea,
And I'm just peaceful me,
So die another death,
See if I care,
I've tried everything,
Done everything,
And said everything,
To make you care,
But where are you,
No where to be found,
Getting Beatin into the ground,
By some Fight Club sound,
Don't feel bad I can't win either,
But I have to make a choice between,
Them and you and I say Neither,
Hopefully in spring it'll warm up a bit,
Then maybe you wouldn't have such a fit,
At a Hellen Keller Child with a Hellen Keller Nit,
My eyes see all, and all I see,
Is a bunch of people looking at me,
Like They want to be my God and My God say NO,
So on this last note I must go,
I had hope to find some really good friends,
But all you've proved is the way it ends,
Rockefeller smock a feller he never paid his bills anyway.