You continue to say how you "hate your life." Well if you hate it so much why do you always walk around with your head held high and the biggest smile on your face? Don't make it seem like your life is worse than anyone else's for attention. You want people to feel sorry for you. I see that you're trying to compare my life to yours, as if you knew me, could read through my blood, sweat, and tears. You think my life is just full of rainbows and sunshine don't you? And if you say that you're living through days of hell, you haven't seen the worst part of it.

You keep it copacetic

And you know you're so pathetic

Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy.