I live in a world that hardly understands me. Instead of having multiple friends I view everybody as my enemies. I go off this stupid town because they allow their stupidity flow as if it is a new form of fresh air. I am a talent soul, my music and art can excite anybody yet nobody wants' to take the time of day to actually appreciate them. Cashier, painter and a talented musician I am what this world wants but they keep me concealed in a dark abyss.

Many people think I am just an angry prick. Yet they don't even know the real me. I am a pawn a long and unruly game of chess. I always play my cards right but I always deal the worst cards in any deck. Yes I'm sad, yes I'm a guy that knows when I'm getting played. I walk around in an endless sea but fire follows me where ever I go.

I am not suicidal yet realistic. This is the last time I will be your pawn in your game called life. You have tried to kill many people and I am no exception. Countless of times this town can't recall when you broke their bones in a boat mobile. Nether the less you try to torment me day after day after every plan I make unravels because of you. You say I am not happy yet I found a way to achieve that. So I will end it once and for all finally have peace in this world. By the way SpongeBob please stay away from my funeral you twit.