Trouble

No matter where I am, where I go or who I am with, trouble is sure to follow,
It scares me; so much so that I’ve become frightened of my own god dammed shadow,
I’m scatty, paranoid, restless and somewhat depressed,
Not matter where I am, where I go or who I am with, I can’t rest,

Trouble haunts me, follows me, stalks me -it won’t leave me alone,
Tracing my every footprint and every movement I make; it even follows me home,
There are days where I think, where I hope, that this sinister curse has defected,
But trouble haunts me, follows me, stalks me – my mind is infected

I am a human grenade, causing mass destruction - I cause much pain,
I loathe it, I attempt to change, be somewhat human, but no. Trouble is here again,
I shut out the pain caused, or at least I do try,
But I am a human grenade, causing mass destruction – I let innocent people die

I am a catalyst, the starter of all mayhem – all subconsciously done,
I remember every pain-staking detail, every person, I forget none,
I am not allowed to forget, not able to move even a little step forward,
For I am a catalyst, the starter of all mayhem – I’ve caused a vast amount of torture,

I have isolated myself, I can no longer cause despair – I only have me, myself and I,
I prefer it this way, LOVE it this way. Why? I don’t have to witness anybody die,
I don’t have to observe the malicious murder, hear the screams or the gut-wrenching pleads,
Because I have isolated myself, I can no longer cause despair – I am all I need.