At the end...

It's one of those days.
No matter what you say.
It's just gonna push me away.
Everything that I've ever loved has been takin from me.
That's why the truth is so hard to see.
I trust nothing.
And from that I lose nothing.
I turn in my time.
Day after day and I feel like I'm losing my mind.
I stare into other people's eyes.
And their filled with bold faced lies.
And on top of that there is despise.
But to me it's no surprise.
Their all so much better then me.
Maybe my disdain isn't that hard to see.
When they smile, their teeth grind.
And they all hate me in the back of their minds.
Cigarette's push out the pain.
They erase all my disdain.
But that's one more thing to look down upon.
But it's not like my whole life isn't about to be frowned upon.
You all point and you stare.
Pretend that I'm not really there.
A couple out of the bunch don't do it.
And I have to admit.
I thank you for not doing it at all.
That kind of lessen's the fall.
People judge me right before my eyes.
And for that it's them that I despise.
No cries for help are heard here.
They act so much better than me and that's pretty clear.
A handful out of the bunch have accepted me for who it is that I am.
It's those people that will actually matter at the end...