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''I am now the most miserable man living. If what I feel were equally distributed to the whole human family, there would not be one smiling face on Earth.(Abraham Lincoln, letter to John T. Stuart, January 1841)''Everything makes me nervous and nothing feels good for no reasonWaking up, it's rarely worth it - the same dark dread every morningSenior year here in Mahwah, a new world just around the cornerLeave me behind, let me stagnate, in a fortress of solitudeSmoking's been okay so far, but I need something that works fasterSo all I want for Christmas is no feelings, no feelings now and never againThere is a faceplate all brown and red that stretches across my mouthIt's worn for protection, nobody gets in and nobody gets outI used to look myself in the mirror at the end of every dayBut I took the one thing that made me beautiful and threw it awayI was a river, I was a tall tree, I was a volcanoBut now I'm asleep on top of a mountain, I've been covered in snowYes, I have surrendered what made me human and all that I thought was trueSo now there's a robot that lives in my brain and he tells me what to doAnd I can do nothing without his permission or (which) wasn't part of the planSo now in Rock Ridge pharmacy I will be waiting for my manBut there is another down in a dungeon who never gave up the fightAnd he'll be forever screaming, sometimes I hear him say, on a quiet night, he says"You will always be a loser, man. You'll always be a loser now, and that's okay." From Letras Mania