I don't give a f*ck about a thing they say.
They act so concerned when they only know my f*cking name.
They analyze my shit like it means something to them,
but they don't know a thing about how I've lived or where I've been.
All my life people acted like they knew,
but I've come to learn that they don't have a f*cking clue.
They wasted my time and couldn't look me in the eyes.
They were afraid of my truth so the fed me f*cking lies.
They pretend, but they don't care.
They want to talk, but no one listens.
"I understand." No you don't.
So many lies, I'm sick and tired.
Now they try and act like they know what I'm about.
They tell me that I need to talk,
that I got to let it out.
"Walter, your're so angry. You've got to let things go."
Well f*ck them, and f*ck you.
Hate is all I've ever known.
So, f*ck every friend that felt obliged to listen but didn't give a shit.
f*ck my teachers for wasting my time and said I was acting out.
f*ck the social worker that got paid to feel sorry for me.
f*ck the church for filling my head with useless stories that never helped.
f*ck the cops for showing up late.
f*ck my parents for making me pay for their mistakes.