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you dont have to call me a loser,

for me to feel that way.

you dont have to say a thing to me,

that i dont know anyway.

you dont have to give me dirty looks,

for me to feel like dirt.

you dont even have to laugh at me,

for me to regret my birth.

you dont have to question why i'm here,

of that much i am sure.

I do that for the both of us,

i live as a failure.

I dont know if its me

or just my little friend

but one of us keeps flipping,

over and off the bend.

one of us is not all there,

and is sliiping off the tracks.

One of us is mental,

whose mind is showing cracks.

one of us is sliding,

not all there in the head.

But I'm not sure it matters,

as soon we'll both be dead.

I dont know what will kill us,

if its death and passing age.

or in a moments weakness,

we give in to our rage.

all i know for certain,

our thoughts are hard to find.

one or both of us it seems,

is losing our precious minds.

born to thrill

born to kill,

born to be your morning pill.

born to be lost in the dark

born to be the bite to your bark.

born to grief

and born to weep,

I am the things that stalk and peep.

born to to be the things you fear,

call me villian call me dear.

my pain is found in every word,

my every thought is quite distubed.

like words i scratch out onto page,

my life is filled with so much rage.

my mind it feels like it is sliiping,

like things are always down and dipping.

that mo matter what i've said,

all roads i take all lead to death.

i hear the words and its all scary,

in the mirror i dont see me.

ithere is a thing that just cannot be ,

its not the face i had this morning,

burned and ripped marked from a scoreing.

where was the face that was the baby,

i dont know who but will someone save me?

of all the feelings i possess,

and failures turned to ghosts.

the one emotion i seem to keep,

is hate that i feel the most.

i feel it burning in my veins,

upon my tongue i feel its taste.

i feel my hate like a inters coat,

and know my lifes a waste.

i dont know how to turn it off,

to embrass the ones so dear.

all thats left to fill the void,

is my hate, and lasting fear.