The Cynic

Self worship is your state of mind

Negativity ain’t hard to find

No accident it’s by design

Others have your axe to grind

You see the world thru different eyes

Your truth is what I despise

In your case, self indulgent lies

You try but could not get arise

I feel it creepin’ up on me

Reality or just your fantasy?

You say you’re looking out for me

Fogging up my mental clarity

God damnit I can’t see the use

I just wanna know the fuckin truth

Who’s really underneath the mask?

Why is it such that hard a task?

Look Inside me

What do you see?

Cynicism

Is you not me