The Difference

I'm so over this shit and my apparent attitude problem,

When you motherfuckers don't even know what's going on!

How the hell do you expect me to give a rats ass
About something I never cared for to begin with?

Overachieving, unrealistic idiots!

How the fuck is MY attitude a problem,

When you're the ones ignorant to everything around,

You wouldn't last one motherfucking day in my shoes.

NOT ONE day!

"Watch it, young lady" or you'll do what?

Touch me and I'm out of your miserable life.

Yell at me more and I'm on my way out

But I'll paint your fucking house in my blood.

"You're being slimy" Oh, am I now?

I told you I'd like to give a fuck 'bout

All you have to say, yet... guess what? I don't.

I can't give a shit. I wasn't born to.

I do all the work that needs to be done,
Go to school full time, deal with it all alone...

The love in my heart is broken and bruised,

And I've been a whore, have been used.

If you knew all the shit that I currently know,

Have been to the places where I currently go,

Talked to all the fuckers that I have talked to,

You wouldn't last a day in my shoes.

Have you seen the things that I have?

Have you killed all the fuckers that I have?

Have you lost your mind as I have?

Have you lived and died as I have?

You don't know SHIT about me and my life

About why I don't sleep and I do not cry,

About why I slit my wrists and prayed to die,

No. You don't know a thing about life.

I have an attitude problem, eh?

You want to wake up every day

Whereas I don't give a shit

If tomorrow never sets its eyes on me.

You fight so hard to improve your life,

But do you cheat, and kill? Do you lie?

Do you battle the dark and do you lose your mind?

You should be grateful there's a place to hide.

With witchcraft, the demons got bigger and stronger,

With blood, came responsibility to live longer,

With wings, came the fight to protect,

With being human, I bled.

You don't know what goes bump in the night,

The darkness inside that's always up for a fight...

I wish you did, some times...

Because being alone sucks.

I wonder if you could change your mind about me,

And know what I do to keep you safe and happy,

Know what I deal with on a day to day basis

And know why I pray for my ending.

You spend your time worrying about whats to come

And how it will affect you and your plans,

I don't worry about that shit, I know what's ahead,

I worry about when it comes and how to keep you alive.

I don't have an attitude problem, it's just,

That I think your issues are nonsense and jokes.

You worry about the future and fight to improve,

I worry about today and how to get through.