Lazy Nobody

I'm an Addict with no Confidence,

Stuck in the Attic's Closet,

Talking to my Subconsciousness,

It only critiques me, lacking Compliments,

I'll always be sittin On The Fence until I'm Torn Off Of It,

With the Hardest Darkest Offences the Onslaughts are Omniscient,

Because I am too weak to butt heads with ButtHeads in Cardigans,

I have no self-respect and let the insults be, now please indulge me as I put the Topic On Again,

I'll die a virgin or knowing me I'll be Caught With Men,

My clothes are like rags, and my hair Demolishes,

The image of beauty with a sense of Astonishment,

Because this sea of lethargy? I'm Lost in It,

It's probable that I've passed my prime and have reached my greatest Accomplishment,

Then again I'm prone to losing everything, even Monoliths,

And I can't integrate correctly with the most Dominant,

Trend like I'm a defective Identity Rotten In,

This Locker shoved by High School Jocks Goin Off the Walls to Mach Ten,

Speaking of I'm also not the most socially Prominent,

I got few friends because I speak with words that doesn't Enthrall Them,

Even if I get through this All Then,

I bet it still wouldn't get anyone Talkin,

A spec on another spec of dust I'm Walkin On,

A lazy nobody who gets made fun of from his love of Bakugan,

Who confesses to friends, and then they All Gone,

With the Wind that whispers "It's not God's Fault"