A MILLION PERFECT KIDS
Surrounded by strangers who say they're friends,
Reading a story that has no true end.
Finding the harm in the gifts that they send.
I'm distrustful by nature.

Holding my tounge when the answer is dear,
Letting things pass as the year follow year.
Push away at the friends, keep them from here.
I'm quiet by nature.

Closing my mind if some facts don't fit in,
Drop all your losses and think of the win.
I'm sure of the answer, is that a sin?
I'm arrogant by nature.

Things will go badly now, of this I'm sure.
Success is tenuous, failure is pure.
Facts will not lie to me, I must endure.
I'm cynical by nature.

Life is a carnival, I'm out of cash.
Got no more tickets left, I used my stash.
The ride went so badly, done in a flash.
Such is my nature.