According to the world I'm difficult and different, no one bothers to learn, to care, so I find myself alone. They don't care that I cry myself to sleep, that my life is like one endless nightmare after the other….and it's because I wear a mask. I put on a smile, a laugh. I pretend everything's ok so as not to burden the few friends I have. I smiles so that you don't laugh at my tears. I smile so that you can be happy and not have to worry about me. But my mask is cracking and one day it will break, I hope I'm ready for when it does. I hope I'm ready for when all the pain spills out of me like a waterfall, but more importantly I hope you're ready, I might surprise you if you're not. But I don't expect you to care if it did. You never see me. You look at me but see right through me, I am nothing but a spec in your high society world. Bottom of the chain, bottom of life, but that's ok because systems can come crashing down. Remember that. Remember me when my mask finally breaks….because I will make you fall down with me. I will break you and make you crawl on your knees and beg. I will forcibly remove you of your ignorance, of your pride. I will make you see that money and prestige isn't everything in this world. Why would I do such a horrible thing you ask? Because I love you.