Hey Stranger
Hey Stranger, we meet again, how you mend my broken soul in the morning.
You tell me lies about how it gets better, but in reality life is a cruel Bastard.
You preach about how there is love in this twisted world but, I see through your storytelling.
You fill my head with empty promises of hope and happiness.
In life none of that surfaces, my life is nothing but a sinking ship of problems weighing me down.
Once you finish reading me your fairy tales, you leave me to perish in my abyss of torture.
