Peter kendle, I rather remain nameless

Its night and day dealing with these changes

This the dark side nothing here is famous

All my friends at parties wondering where the cake is

My familys over all they want to do is take pics

Force a smile lest see how red my face gets

Blowing out a birthday candle awe I get a fake wish

Fans say ive been spitting venom all I feel is snake bit

Maybe thats because the people who surround me

They be looking for results none of them have found pete

Never had success in relationships

Probaly cuz I never quanitated love with taking risks

I just want everyone to be genuine

Even when you lose admit it then you win

My life is just a game all the plays repetitive

Everything is second nature all I know is where I live

I hate the outdoors I lock myself in my room

Talk to the man in the mirror I hope he approves

Off all the emotions always controlling my mood

You can look me in the eye but feel like youre talking to you!

I thought I was ok and I would get through the phase

But ive been feeling this week more than 7 days

Its been this way more than 18 years

Even when I chase my dreams I run from my fears

Ive been scared to grow ive been scared to change

People letting go bitter sweet I never taste

I still got that sugar coat all over my mouth

Even when theyre salty its hard to spit it out

When will I be coveted is this my punishment

Forever ive been done with this while everyone in love with it

Everyone be breaking bread while my whole life is crumbleing

I bring nothing to the table just a thank you please come again

Its always been hard for me to get over people

I spend months looking up to them they got no equal

Then they leave me looking down on me

Saying I wasted there time but cowardly

They say hiding behind a text message

Then I experince what a death threat is

They dont even want to look me in eye

They once said they love me now they want me to die

Sometimes I wish I could just to see peoples reactions

I wonder whos going to notice the fastest

Would it even be madness? Would people still lack passion

Will all the bullies still be laughing? Would anyone know what happened?

Maybe only when they see the casket maybe when they realize im not acting

I dont even feel anything asking thats why I resort to rapping

So I won't ever be the bad kid that everyones attacking

This is for the people who think theyre in a dark place

And everytime they try to turn the lights on its heart ache

This is for the people who set really high expectations

They never reach em but theyre above everyone chasing

This is for the people who think theyre forever alone

They still looking for themsleves but really theyre never home

This is for the people who think theyre not good enough

My name is peter kendle just promise to keep in touch