Forsaken by all, envied by many,
I fear no man, yet life for me isn’t pretty.
I’ve got many fans, yet none want to be me.
If they knew the life that lies ahead of me, they’d run away screaming.
See, I know the terror, I’ve seen it while sleeping.
And no man can evolve enough, life is a monster and is always creeping.
A man loses his mind seeing what I’ve seen.
I myself am insane because I’m still alive,
And all I do is daydream.
In this land you may not be able to see what I’ve seen.
Welcome to my world, time to be what I’ve been.