Shall i tell you about my life, they say I'm a man of the world...
I cry out, I shatter glasses, get angry, break people with hockey sticks and cut them with knives...
I shatter and break, falling piece by piece, wishing for someone to just hold me to hold it altogether...
I crack their skulls, and cry out, I only wanted you to acknowledge my presence, my existence...
and to come back to reality after all this as if nothing's happened...