Symptoms of an Outcast

Sitting
Staring
at nothing in particular.

Running
panting
not very peculiar

Maybe this is how its supposed to be;
maybe this is me.
Every now, every then
its always these symptoms of an outcast,
turning me upside down again.

Always them, ever me?
I'm severed into pieces of ripped up integrity.
"unintentionally"?

Maybe this is how its supposed to be;
maybe this is me. 
Every now, every then
its always these symptoms of an outcast,
turning me upside down again.

Maybe this is how its supposed to be
my systems of an outcast
turn me upside down

Maybe this is how its supposed to end
Maybe this ain't me.

The Truth I've Lived Without Knowing

I get it now,
it's all connected.
My life
I couldnt help myself,
and no one was ready
for who i was.
you dont have to hand me lies
you dont know how much i hate those.
be staight up
just shut up
and tell me
you didnt want me.
atlest not yet.
but i know thats not for sure.
Each breath i take
each waking moment im feeling alive
it's not fair to you.
So I'll stay out of your way,
like ive always been.
But this time with a purpose.
To not burden you anymore.
I sound so naive
i know you think this
but it's what is necessary
So i will go on to
distance myself,
i will go on,
to not be around anymore,
to show how much i love you.