What will be

What Will Be.
 
Do you have any idea what its like to be me?
To never trust anyone?
To never be free?
 
If you don't,
Then why do you get up in my face?
And act like you know me,
When that's not the case.
 
Do you know what its like to live in fear?
But not be able to show it,
Nobody cares
Because all they will do is laugh and stare.
 
Do you ever have to wear a mask?
Like the ones I wear everyday.
Did you ever think to ask,
Who is the real person underneath the mask?
 
Cause the truth is, even I don't know
Because I never let the real me show.
I never have a chance to know myself.
You don't care that I got no one to trust.
 
Just to let you know,
You can go and screw yourself.
I can live all alone,
In my own little world.
 
Cause the likelihood is, where I will end up
Is in a padded room
Where I talk to myself
Sing my own tunes
And be all drugged up.
 
So I'll see you in hell
Where I know I can survive
I wonder if you can put up with,
Being buried alive?
 
So when we see each other again
You might want to run
Cause insane I will be
And my vengeance will be done.