If only people knew

if only people knew, how I tick and pick apart every little bit of perfection i come in contact with, its become habit, more or less become an instinct, to not give a fuck what other people think, but at the same time i think my only help could be from the ones who wanna sink my little ship, gimme the inspiration i need to create a better world in which people won't have to deal with this, pitiful actions of verbal lashings and mental distraction constantly bugging you until you finally break, and follow the tradition of trends and then decline begins, indulge in finer things, like knowledge, forget what they said when you mention college, if your parent's an alcoholic you wanna follow that or bend in a direction more fit for a calling? man...