When you try too hard

to find meaning in what you see

You forget the origin of the landscape

so carefully laid out at your feet



Is it hard for you to understand?

Does it bother you that I don't fucking care?



I'm not here for you to read me

like an open book, so don't fucking ask

I'm just thinking, thinking loud

bringing words to tongue and moving fast

All this shit you take for granted

leads to nothing, makes no sense

Instead of waiting for being told

maybe you should tell yourself?



You're a slow learner, you'll never last

In a world so cold you're supposed to make it fast!



Disappointed - yes, but this is hardly news

You're disadvantaged from the start

There's no denying it and you are through...



I hate people telling me what to do - fuck you!