That Stone Better Be On Fire

And what the fuck do I know?
 But broken hearts, some unsung songs.
 I never had it hard enough
 so i drag my feet as much as i can.
 The product of excuses.
 Brave only compared to some.
 I consider myself a lucky kid,
 but I'm pretty good at fucking up.
 Young, angry and white.
 A victim of the middle class.
 So much to prove. S
 o much to say.
 When will I be done screaming?
 Never take me seriously,
 cause who the fuck I am. J
 ust some awkward kid from a shitty town no different from any of you.
 Quick with exaggeration.
 Philosopher to some.
 But a story teller to anyone.
 Who, is truly listening.
 I'm inspired by the face that i still get out of bed.
 I'm over dramatic most of the time.
 Attention whore, known to be ill tempered.
 I got a way with fucking words