the contours will change

cauz one day, the contours will change
the lines on the face, the known features
those rivers have scared, the face of the earth
those valleys have formed, just to deform.
the scares are fresh, and they run deep
im in misery, im in pain because i bleed.
im troubled, because i care for those in need
im empty, because i poured out
for the world which never cared back for me.

im tired of wanting to see the utopia.
im tired of living when many have fled
they plunged down, to the darkness of hell
guess i didnt go there, cauz i knew hell - too well.
i tried to be the love machine
for the world which is pallid and empty.
all these playing the plaster, or antiseptic ointments
are all pilling, like a mountain of endless burdens

i dont have to care about them
i didnt have to hurt myself
i dont have to be the peacemaker
when no one cares about peace
i dont have to defend my friends, for
friends are everything i dont have.
i dont have to live in misery
and hope that heaven has my share.

would someone drag me out
from the pitiful slumber?
where nightmares haunt the nightmares
and nightmares are double the scare.
i dont want anyone to think that im good
im clever im smart, lets lift up those blinds
i was clever and smart, but now
laziness is all you can possibly find.

dont send me for those stressful competitions
mastering A math will be my liberation
drag me away, from those dreadful CCA's
and i'll show you, the 8As anyone desires
put me beside someone who can study
dont throw me an idiot and call him my buddy.
its time to be serious, books are my "friends"
i wont be caring, i wont give no damn
i'll blaze those superficial friends
when the O's come to the ultimate end.