Anti-Smiles

Everyone's anti
 No one wants to smile
 We all like to chuckle
 But when we're alone, our face is locked in a frown
 We like to build sand castles
 And complain when they get knocked down
 I write out all my anger, and scream out all my stress
 I'm trying to make hate a stranger
 While getting discouragement undressed
 I stared success in the eye and noticed a difference
 The one's who get a conversation stick with it
 While the others just sit around talking
 About how they're gifted
 Tonight they'll talk about determination and passion
 Tomorrow they'll do nothing
 Except procrastinate in fashion
 And if I catch anymore popularity I'll be selling out
 And if anyone buy's my shirts
 Stickers or albums, ill be a sell out
 So I guess the only way
 For anyone to know my name is to yell and shout
 God forbid you should make money for doing what you love
 God forbid I'm happy for a second
 Back stroking thru my blood
 When did singing songs become a crime?
 Tickets to my left, ATM's to my right
 It seems I'm going broke $20 at a time
 Come watch the cynics cut me from head to toe
 Then join me for a swim in salt water
 Bravery told me courage sold everything she owned
 Cause she was afraid fear would rob her
 Arrogance and jealousy had a kid named ignorant
 Ignorant met genius and hypocrite was their daughter
 Dave and Debby had a kid named Chris
 Who went to school and didn't like to be bothered
 Chris had an imaginary friend named time
 Who liked to stay up all night
 Writing raps until he woke up in his slobber
 Until he woke up in his anti
 The dumbest thing I ever saw a person do was nothing
 Let me drown in my shit
 I'm gonna die with my ship
 Talking to the ghost of captain Nemo
 But watch what you say
 Cause if you talk about love they'll call you emo
 And if you write about you're feelings they'll call you a faggot
 But pay they no mind
 I keep writing from disappointing inspiration out of habit
 I'm still waiting until the day I can save the one I love
 And point the gun at the eye of the rabbit
 The rumors arent true, that song wasn't about you
 But it's true, that song would be nothing without you
 And I got to keep writing cause
 I can't keep opening wounds at these shows
 I'm simply trying to heal from my art writing songs as I grow
 And I know, not every thing I do is perfect
 But I feel every word I write is worth it
 They say I can't do it
 I think I can, why the fuck can't i?
 I finally got a date with persistence
 But I'm gonna dumb her cause her smiles were anti
 It was a one night lay I made her leave the same night
 Tugging her cargo of agony
 I'm as beautiful as a statistic
 I'm as famous as dawn davenport stabbing me
 I got one dad, that's enough
 And I love him, thank you much
 And lord lay me to rest the day my soul suffers from neglect
 I just want to write songs
 That give people the chills and goosebumps on their necks